Cream
Title: Cream
Subtitle: To be the thing you need
Crushing beneath feet;
Utter barbwire…
My back is strung—
A baby’s song—
Ripping in with its
Teeth.
Basking long—
On the sun.
An ode to be the cream.
O’ to-be the
Dream.
An ode to be the cream;
—
O’ to be with thee.
And so you stick in me,
Pulling apart from me—
My own skin.
Your scarlet tongue,
Slides beneath;
A burning song,
Bubbling beneath—
The meat.
An ode to be the cream.
Rise to where we greet;
And take your sip from me—
Take your fill of me.
An ode to be the cream.
—
O’ to be with thee,
O’ to be with thee,
O’ to be with thee.
O’ to be the cream.