You were tenderly inept that night 
last ditch effort of a pretty boy
 
You are like eating a whole bag 
of pizza flavored Combos

The taste so strong 
it tears at my mouth roof 
 
Don’t stop tearing at me 
 
I would dig a pit for you to sleep in 
Secret back yard bedtime stories 
 
There is another lover in my bed     
                      a man man man
We don’t talk like passion fruit 
needs a mouth around it
 
It is deceptively warm 
and my head throbs
regretting my choice of jeans today
 
I irresponsibly revel 
in the thought of your wrist bone 
resting against any part of my body