I HAVNT BEEN TOUCHED IN 3 YRS
luv snowblitzed & shrinking
like a cock its january
& i hav nothing 2 do
w/ blizzards flesh
snow clean & holy
untampered my body sags
a featureless latex sleeve
of ice cold semen
im hungry horny craving
a casual bukkake of city strangers
warm sticky jizz
slung across my cheeks
smeared over the shrinking manatee
of my belly cold beluga
thighs im trying
2 sculpt an unremarkable life
in2 something i dont want 2 run from
every day i drag the snow
globe of my finger up
& down the crack
ed black phone screen hope
luv might notice
eyes glitzed w/ sun dress
flurries im shrinking
cutting carrot sticks
& celery in the kitchen
im trying 2 b good
counting calories
as i clorox the cutting board
scour cottage cheese
hips ricotta whipped
soggy ravioli it doesnt matter
nothing changes this
luv im clean scrubbed hair
less beardless skinless
i want 2 b seen ice blitzed in sun
dress i hav nothing
2 do w/ blizzards 4 luv
i want i want i want
2 b a long sleeve of city sleet
stretched across his cold cheek
a featureless stranger
Michael Russell (he/they) is the queer, mad mother monster to several poetic tentacles including bloodfire & gold leaf (forthcoming from Shadow and Sax Press) and Split Jawed with Elena Bentley (forthcoming from Collusion Books) among others. They are your friendly neighbourhood Itty Bitty Reviewer at The Miramichi Reader. As always, he thinks you’re fantabulous. Insta: @michael.russell.poet
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