into the jungle [a book of poems]

calendar kitten

there's a teenage devil in my bed

who fills my flying head like

heavenly smoke with dreams of

black tiger stripe bruises that

slowly slink their playful way up

my siesta key tinted thighs

i'm tired of fighting, darling

my only wish is to get high

and give to you my lush cherry pie

but you roll con los bloods

and the look you're giving me

screams like sirens that i'd better run

i can't stay here where you

dream that tu eres mi amo

but i don't want to leave because

your big puppy eyes feel like home

if you only knew what i felt when you

swung your scarred fists or your hips

teenage diablo, eres mi rey,

mi tigre, your calendar kitten is calling while

white crystal meth sunshine illuminates

your pearly white fangs on this

lovely american birthday

i think i'll love you forever, daddy

something about your restless sighs and

that rock solid grip you maintain on my hips

melts my body into yours until all that

remains of me is a soft, purring song and

a high-pitched whine drowned out by those

low groans that make me promise not to stray

[luv it when u play nice

but kitty likes to need that ice

when u lose ur disco head

n beat her blue in bed]