Patricia Defechereux
Fellatio
my lips, my lips
over white caps sealed
where have you been?
my lips, my lips
captive in fishermen’s nets
what have you done?
blood on the arrow
awake in my blood
white caps hide from quick winds
my lips, which
had parted,
return
grasp
the whole of him
my lips, my lips
my lips, my lips
captive in fishermen’s nets
what have you done?
blood on the arrow
awake in my blood
my lips, which
had parted,
return
grasp
the whole of him