mothman fucks me from behind
by Derek Berry
sing, the guttural & saccharine
taxonomy of shame: what want demands
the body forgives
sing, reckless want,
soft as feathered silk,
white furred skin.
contort,
coax pleasure.
the spine bends like a bridge
close to collapse.
sing, malady of glee,
in a broke-down car parked roadside.
astonish the wings’ beating, discover
how easy awe might be extracted
from the body. relish this
epiphany of miracles erupting
under our skin.
