brook house 4

By Keayva Mitchell

What do you want from me?
I want you to open and swallow me dusty and whole.
Shuttle me into the dripping lost caverns behind your tonsils.
Let me rest on your tongue so I no longer have to wait
To hear about the minty fresh women you kiss.
So I can experience their wanting first hand
And remember myself.

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