I Jealous Bad
for N.T-B.

what about all the boys
who are crazy about you
as in love with you as I

wanting to touch and to whisper
connect whatever way available

all of them suggesting
something's going on

I am as jealous as if I were your husband
when I am but one of the men
one of the boys, crazy about you
dizzy about you

wanting to sniff you, snort you like coke
to be high for life, forever

I want to drink you like coke
strip a straw of its paper over coat
shove it in

suck until a glass of you
was just the noise remaining
little or nothing left
to suck through straw

eyes all I have to consume you with
I examine you closely

feast for greedy eyes
ravenous eyes over you

I don't like one bit, when in every bite
must bite off, must bite into

some boy’s arm about you
or fingers touching you
or ear you're whispering into

I want boys to keep their distance from you
so I could swallow you whole
without swallowing them too


© Obediah Michael Smith, 2008
11:30 p.m. 23.07.08