treat my poems as words
for that is all they are
treat me as no word spo
ken  however treat
me as godhead  as a
cumshot fired point

blank  let me ooze from
your mouth  let me coat
your throat  caress your
breasts  with the milky
white patina  treat
my poems as wine

for that is all they are
but me  treat as less
than a punch to the face
and a little bit more
than an aftertaste and
a violent glow

in short  treat my po
ems as words but never
let words get to you