Sexy poetry by Zoe Gabriel
I am watching you
You move like a bluebottle
detecting signs of bodily weakness
just like one
The scrape
of the razor on your face
is the scrape
of the clothes you pull off my back
You crisscross me
like whiplashes
Just watching you
fully clothed
gives me gooseflesh
and a goose’s brains
Smear me with cinnamon
baste me in spices
devour me
you lovely Moloch
I seriously think
you should leave yourself to science
when you die
I know better
I learn every day
but I still want to please you
I’m just watching you
Comes on in Waves, by Spiral Studios (available at ObsessionArt.com)
Originally published February 2010