Take me to your hometown
& hug your hot-dish mother
In front of your red-aproned relatives
I will lick lick
your pink neck
that tastes of blond fuzz & SPF 70
Baby take me to your state fair
& let me feed you
fried sticks of butter watch you
deep throat every ball & batter
Take me to, nay, at your father’s dairy farm
the good ol’ squeeze & squirt
No foreplay you’re a natural like that
grass-fed heartland lust
back rippling like tractor tires
plowing a country that does not want me
Oh sweet apologetic boy
your shoveled bed was all I was good for
& you turn this land saying Sorry but
I’d prefer if you didn’t stay over
Tell me how many times must I come
hard like an animal
to rattle the fence at a dream
that gives no pleasure in its shattering