September 23, 2009

RIPE

by Stephen Jarrell Williams

I tell you my sins
reaching out intersecting
your morals,

that is what you want
curious nose,

ready for the sexy dirt
turning wet
mud

smearing it over my body
Saturday night
yellow butter for stripes

standing over you
letting you reach
up
and over
caressing and squeezing

sinning now
we sing
your big-bang bust
ripe.

1 comments:

agsynclair said...

Nicely done

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