leave the money
on the table
u know
the way
out
i promise not to pout
when u finally
go
i know
u'll be back for more
with every passing day
with every small exchange
i root deeper
into u
embedded
into u
like some fabled thorn
to be sucked out of ure paw
with my generous mouth
that still tastes the salt
of ure body
funny
what
lingers behind
after the sweat
after the limbs are no longer entwined
with each other
maybe
some other
time
right now
u must leave
right now
i concede
not to follow u
home
ure passing fancies
are unpredictable
who knows if u'll ever call
who knows if u'll ever fall
into my embrace
again
"a friend"
no
i can't call u that
it sends
a mournful knot
into my stomach
at the thought of such
lies
we
improvised
each moment
prolific
with miscommunications
misinterpretations
of each other's
desires
inspired by loneliness
driven by need
we greedily feed
on each other's
hunger
no wonder
ure nauseous
no wonder
ure cautious
as fickle
as they come
as doubtful
as my tounge
which splits
in two
which speaks
to u
even after
my taste
has left
u