You wolf me in ways
that brisk blood loiters
too briefly
to know

This distension
an agony of requests
for attention

Permission to want
to moisten you
across lips, behind ear
there

Where howling waits
to murder me
liquid, languid

Slender beast
I am begging you
“Break me
with your dark
hair”

Brand me
Sully me at the sty
Crook my knees to hooves
Bay me profligate
Ordain me incautious swine

© June 9, 2009
by G. Winston James