Sex/Poetry Via Email

You sat in the bath with your mouth wide open
You'd stop if I asked but I knew we'd keep going
Scalding water--the only matter between our bare bodies
Said you loved me--after a bottle of cheap corner store wine
a whisper and a kiss in your ear does the trick
Wrapped in soft towels--
A peaceful seduction that resurrects our drives
Claimed I was your sexual healing
and you swore you were only mine--
My poetic muse
but I'm not good at being used--With my legs propped
and your face cropped from my mind
I claimed a monopoly on your body
and a black out from the wine
and a dream of dreams to follow
from serene peace from bubble sheets
and bending knees
curling toes
and poetic moans;
water floats,
but we--
we just sink like ships
too wise to float
and we rock like boats too
violent to know
that if we just laid still
there'd be enough water
tomorrow.
Enough water
To rinse away the dirt
And hangovers with burnt coffee
To forget
And to never call each other again
One night stands
With no emotional strands
Caught in each other’s hair
But a memory is sweeter,
When you're the pick of the litter
Even the coffee I make
Just seems to taste bitter
And the taste in your mouth
reminds you of me,
dirty and gritty
straighten your hair
your shirts not neat
maybe they'll see,
what you see in mePassion and intensity
A little ball of frustration
With bags under my eyes
Delirium grown into normalcy
But still you think it's nice to fuck and use me
Until I blow a fuse
Turn it into the misuse of you
And you run away
Following the others
but you blow my fuse so well,
that it makes me swell and sweat
until I pop
and makes my head
dizzy-- and I think if you're here again tomorrow,
I'll think these thoughts
of what we could do,
the girl I never knew,
in the hotel room
and maybe,
you can write your fantasies
on your hips
like a mystery;
And i can solve them for you,
and blow your lid,
yeah, blow your fuse.
Take it into the bath tub with you
Savor the shock

Sincerely,

Ying Lam, J. Despers and The Cyber Process