Open your lip.
Press the white glass on flame
and we'll disappear in the neon.

Flavor your thigh.
Bring thumb and index together
then slowly seperate the glue strings.

I put my hand in your back pocket today
and you're mother was whispering something to
my dad about "how big you've gotten."

Sliding
my hand to your slit
and feeling
the warmth of your soul
I finally realized
what she was talking about.

02/02/2011