(This is an 18+ work, please DNI if under 18. The original format is a zine, so each stanza is its own page. Check out the photos for the cover art, made by yours truly.)
They talk about
chisled jawlines
and shapely
thighs the way
retired dad's talk
about horsepower
and torque.
While I can
appreciate a hot
rod when one
presents itself,
I'm not looking
for a pretty
paint job.
Do their fingers
curve around their
glass or cigarette
the same way
they'd curl over
my body?
Is the diameter of
their grip similar
to that of my
tightest necklace?
Would I like to
look up at them
from my knees,
soaking up praises
reserved for me
and God, if she's
listening?
Does their smile
look like it would
tear into me just
as quickly as it
would moan my
name?
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