by Parker Logan
God Loves Hair
And spit, plenty of it, as I tilt my head
Back and you keep your thumb on my
Chin, forcing my mouth wide as your fingers
Drift down my throat, my cheeks
Extra red from the slap you just issued, and
Fuck, it’s so hot to get topped by a
Girl, though I like it from boys too,
Harder at the thought of a dick
Inside me while you pinch and try to
Juggle that line between cruelty and
Kink, but please–be more cruel, baby–un-
Leash your whips and pinpricks;
Make me hurt in a way that makes me
Need to reevaluate my pleasures,
Orgasms so hard I want a chiropractor
Pushing me back into shape,
Quadratic like an irrational equation
Rubbing at the X-Y axis like it wants
Sex, sex, sex, nothing else except the
Titillating powers of touching
Until we both finish, desperate
Virtues of our bodies reaching
Way up for the climax–this poem is rated
XXX–and God sees everything, even
Your hair on the pillow as we fall into
Zen, deliciously and immorally spent,
And suddenly we’re doing it again,
Bursting with a desire to keep this
Conjugation translating and then I’m
Down on you speaking languages nobody
Ever heard before, yet everyone’s
Familiar with, like a tower of Babble,
Gasps so Biblical, God turns his
Head and shudders, remembering his
Immaculate recipe for creation, dirty
Joker that he is, and I think he’s
Kind of a perv spying on our
Licking, our loving and praising, and maybe he’s
Masturbating–I don’t know–
Nothing surprises me when it comes to
Our omnipotent creator, and
Personally, I’d like to think of God as a
Quixotic, cloud-bound emperor of
Reckless abandon, tempting us mortals with
Skin and wrists and hands and
Tits knowing we’ll never fully realize our
Ultimate fantasies, small minded,
Vulgar creatures that we are, so let’s get
Weird with it: you’ve got that
X-factor, ma’am, and I’m holy
Yoked. Like mustard on ketchup, let’s
Zigzag across each other like saints.
Poet Parker Logan (he/him) is from Orlando, Florida and lives in New Orleans, Louisiana. His work has appeared in Split Lip Magazine, The Texas Review, Gulf Coast, and elsewhere. He works at a park in the French Quarter.
Artist Denver Boxleitner is a University of North Florida fine arts student whose drawings, paintings, poems and short stories have been published.
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