kyle and krystal  

where bodies meet, and toast
(oh! to the orgiastic splendor of twos!)
you folded a napkin in half
neatly, like your underwear
and scribbled down the crease
(a mythology of unions!)
it’s thumbtacked to the wall
a memoir to an end of worlds
like when we used to fall
wrapped in blankets,
to the floor and lie.
(on and to each other)
(with and through each other)

Observe the man in its natural habitat
observe how closely the end of the academic year resembles the end of the world
observe a smiling emo armageddon,
and join him in laughter and autopastiche.
And to his miscreant neighbors and compatriots:
a phallic salute and nasty words. We’re done here.
[springtime and ends
like pilots and bends–
up is not up, and where’s
down […]

Phrases, like:
you don’t really believe that.
we pass fake smiles like cannabis
all around the circle
all around the circle
round and round the circle
if you could taste the brief sublime of the false freely given!
to know that,
to know you,
to know everything.
make it a dream like you have made love
make it a goal like I have made you mine.

Exit Strategy
First I’ll stop kissing you
and then I’ll start holding you.
And you might cry,
to think of things gone.
Pulling Out
First I’ll stop kissing you,
and then I’ll start holding you.
And you might cry out,
thinking of things gone.
Birth Control
First I’ll stop kissing you
and then I’ll start holding you.
And you might cry,
thinking of things gone.

Bacchus won’t fall in love with me
he tied my hands to the cherry tree
and made sport with the rest of me
but Bacchus won’t fall in love with me.
he has cigarette breath and cigarette eyes
and a cigarette tongue and cigarette wiles
and like silk and smoke he has cigarette smiles
but Bacchus can’t fall in love with me.
he […]