After the Ex
the singing lights
Colonel Abrams burning
pleas in our ears
I hear baby please
take me right now
come over here
hit it tonight
I want to linger
there forever
wet O baby
we settle in
until dawn fills
our eyes with sighs
allow me these
tattoos your funk
incense on my skin
my haloing Afro
never let it go
baby please we hold
each other close
until these sweet nights
come no more
until our silences
are one
(baby please)
our losses drum
until this poem
From Punks: New & Selected Poems (The Song Cave, 2021) by John Keene. Copyright © 2021 by John Keene. Used with the permission of the publisher.