Eat Me Like One of Your French Fries

her warm chest, against my back. her arm, it snakes around me. an empty cardboard sleeve in her,

long

   pale

      fingers

golden arches on a jaunty red. i inspect it. cardboard reflected in my,

long

   lashed

      eye

i want you to eat me, wearing this her lips touch my ear. silk drapes billow, softly.

wearing

   only

      this