Animal In Us
for M.M.

easily we could make
the two-backed beast

one of a few women
I’m sufficiently intimate with for this

unfortunately we are,
have been for years, countries apart

more than simpatico but our nationalities
are like thick city walls

I’d crawl through the eye of a needle
to get up in her, upon hands and knees
like a rat in its hole

hers I know, would be as sweet to me
as a rat hole’s stink to me

rat bait to rid myself of pests
what do I set to get her to come to me,
to draw her near enough
to make of her and me, a thing,
antithetical to a rat trap
set with pork or cheese or sausage

we’d go off with a bang when we came
I’d holler and she’d holler for sweetness
as loudly as if we were together, suffering
severe pain

want to fuck her as fiercely
as two camels would
as if to fill a desert with their lovemaking
with their too fiercely beating hearts

our bodies meeting as if competing,
sweating


© Obediah Michael Smith, 2007
3:24 p.m. 03/09/07