Boy

They wind around my neck,
fingers to thumbs, lips to cigarettes,
bone-cracking, boners bigger than
the length of the sky,
and my girth is about 10x thicker than
a cloud-chase,
ace in the hole,
girlfriend in a chokehold.

Boy, with paper planes
and soaking in pink ladies; in waiting,
cuter than a button,
and smaller than his boy-freckles,
his football in my backyard,
and space galactic walls, lost in dead sky,
his girth is about 10x thicker than
a cloud-chase,
ace in the hole,
girlfriend in a chokehold.

Let me treat you, feed you, love you
like meat,
meat string, let me strangle you
like education does to you,
put your head in a book and I’ll drown you in words,
Boy, your girth is about 10x thicker than
a cloud-chase
ace in the hole,
boyfriend in a chokehold.

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