head for breakfast

would your husband let you take a lover? i believe that we need one another

a tooth ache, a tear that can’t be shed, the cold side of the bed

head

for breakfast

and ass

for dinner

we fuck so much 

that we’re both growing thinner

i don’t usually write like this, it’s just the remix to ignition; you are hot

and fresh out the kitchen

what a dimension

this thing called a universe

i write in verse because i am an amateur at prose

go on, fill your nose

with that coke

take off your panty hoes, let me rip off your clothes, and let us make a toast
to life, love, and the pursuit of anything but happiness