downtown

the sounds

that travel 

from the underground

move me

with the expertise 

of a surgeon in heat.

up and around,

shifting 

in mid flight,

an all we can eat buffet

of lemon sorbet

and sausage a la mode.

i can show you

how that kitty works

but first

you've made it 

your prime directive

to make me release 

the men in white.

so i lay back

and relax

while the honey drips

from lips 

that cause 

the swivel of hips

and i glimpse

an enormous eclipse

as you work

from the dominant position.

wet and sticky

hello's

beckon to my wooden 

comrade

but i hold out 

for the chance 

to see you swallow

my pride.

engine,engine 69

i tense 

as your technique

reigns sublime.

they come,

they scream towards 

the third eye

and 

aye yai yai

the navy seamen 

explode in angry waves...

thankful for their

emancipation

by your orders.

running down the corners,

you lick the soldiers

from a pomegranate

pout

and plant a kiss

on my head. 

we slide into slumber

as the sounds 

of lightening and thunder

remind us

of the subway ride

we have to finish.