You Wanted To Eat My Hole
you wanted to eat my hole
turning tricks on the street
in the rain usually meant
someone sucking cock usually
in the backseat of a car
the one that drove twenty
times around the block
and it was too cold for
your tongue in my shit hole
so i told you it would be
extra you said you would
pay it and i was willing
because it meant i didn’t
have to stand out here
all night in the moody
rain you buried your face
in my anus the way god
suggested it could be done
each act of living abandoned
at the edge of dread you
took me to your home
so your wife could watch
while your little ones
slept all cozy in the warm
seeming to have disappeared