signs of life
sunday you are fucked sideways,
choke me out until
i see stars
in the back room
come monday, you are
tight as a drum -
bang bang banging
your breast and mine
tuesday night i am
all idioms and bravado -
you quiet my ugly
thigh and laugh
by wednesday, we're
crazed unhinged on pills
i'm trampled by elephants
eaten by moths