We’re Not Old Yet, Lover
1 min readApr 3, 2021
Show me your teeth but not in a glass
(we’re youngish still; please, bite me on the under-
belly of my arm. I will make you mushy oatmeal in your eighties,
you can teach me sudoku, then I will remove
the parenthetical distance between us).
Today I will lick your incisors, make rare steak for them