Consider the anus
as an instrument
for expulsion, as a locus
for the reception of pleasure
and in giving pleasure, coat
the tongue in fecal matter,
while the tongue’s expression
shivers up the nervous
body to be conceived within the brain as sexual:
oh, fuck
should I stop?
don’t
and responded to innately with the flickering
of certain muscles, and audibly to urge the completion
of the act, even as your voice will say:
but I’m not clean down there
with an awareness of the body as consuming and expelling
constantly, without volition, as host to the colonial
bacteria living and breeding in the chasm of intestine
or of the body as a corporation
of cells, and so your voice:
you made me cum so much my abs are sore
our skin slick
with sweat, and you:
but that part was gross
And so I grin:
now we both ate what you ate
we do not have a word
for something so beautiful
and so disgusting, it ceases being either.