come over babe, let’s New England each other.
we can make it new. livestream our chowder.
my ply. your mouth. soak the bed with spoilt snow.
our pillow talk recessive, professorial.
ugly is a term for underdeveloped sexuality and
don’t mind my cousin in the basement.
you have an adjunct gig. I have my own thing going.
guitar music yeasts through floorboards.
I offer my highest compliment:
you are a person who lines up all the way.
afterwards, the fridge is your dominion. inconvenience inconveniences us.
we had to PAY to get the body up to Danvers.
isn’t it enough that hearts can explode while motorcycling?
eat, I am the blueberry therapist.
(refreshing to get a turn being something other than the pornbot).
pomes fat in the stove light. tongues are matrilineal.
the offspring of our tastebuds could be more than just a handful of people
living at the same time.
now is not the time
for hyperproceduralism.
let’s get breeding,
the donut shop opens
at three a.m.