i found rihanna’s kaftan by the poolside
& kept it
i pluck the feathers from my right hip & let them gently
wash down the marbled chute—i forget to ring the bell.
kiss it better
alert & must now replace my soft denim pants and make
a swift exit—bend at the waist occasionally to inspect
the rattling in my left ankle where a previous encounter
with you left me augmented with polymer joints that
occasionally set loose & direct me towards true north. better have my—
i refer you to the savoury snacks prepared earlier: such
as roasted paprika chickpeas & some bitesize soybean
and cornflower deep fried. i might take it all back tho.
smooth bathtub ready for a body to be dipped in & then
we reset &—
—kiss it kiss it
whatever you are blameless. are you willing or at least
some kind of//stand under my// tongue coarse
or slick like my ex no not that ex. slick like my ex who
couldn’t grip a bitumen ground let alone how to leave.
everything set up for consolation now including some
thin cotton towels that would not survive another
just making scenes…
tumble dry. a silicone egg ring. wood hat stand.
…//you need to get done//flank me like you mean it.