maybe the hands-on bruises
never faded & just slipped silent
under skin’s surface
like a necklace i’ll never remove
with a clasp i’ll never reach
the first boy i ever kissed
tried to kill his wife
some dramatic double suicide thing
with an insanity plea
& daddy’s lawyers bought him out
dodged that bullet
by diving into trenches
strangled out of breath
with nothing so inchoate as gas
loving these men is
writing a check
& signing in blood
please do me the honor
of doing me
& doing me in
i remember you told me
you like people
who fuck you up
i will hurt you now
if i recall correctly
that’s what you’re into
mattress dungeon 