Chicano Poet

Friday, November 24, 2017

Cheap Thrills

Named after a hot car
your lips
smack like a lion against the cage

partly responsible
for your Beau Brummell hands
your dad wanted a son
and your thighs
a stony fire

the man who took you
smelled of snow

your aunt's big fat boyfriend
crackling and twinkle-toed
innocent

in your black gym shorts
you shimmer
and give yourself to my mouth

full to the brim
you come crashing
out of the top of my head

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