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Sex, Ink, and the Helsinki Syndrome
by E. Doyle-Gillespie


Sweating like stevedores in August
Sweating over heart-felt jazz
and the sore, salty skin of your
back's newest tattoos
a scorpion
a kanji of death
Sweating out spices and gin
like the night you
took me out to Conway's
for my birthday and stroked
me through my jeans
below the tiny table
juicy and slow
as I ate cumin and green chilies
from thick hot porcelain plates
And I am sweating like a
chain gang
as I roll my
kisses down your teardrop breasts
down your belly
to the ink circle of roses and barbed wire that protects your navel
to the weave and brine of your sex
to let you clutch my face and
guide my head below
one more time

 

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