erotic – poems 2 die for

IF

if I could embrace you
hold you
in my arms

love you
inside and out
all through
the night

your body so warm
so close

up
against me

and me so
deep now

so tight
you are

so wet
as well

WHISPER

wrote you a poem
not for reading
not for reciting
either

this is sweet, sly
little poem

decidedly
for whispering

straight into
that small, soft ear

breaking into
tiny, petal-like
downward fluttering pieces

every false barrier
every
fourth wall

fall
of Jericho:
their bricks and mortar
seen to
magically
dissolve

TOP HAT

I knew I was in trouble
when
at long last

rabbit refused
to jump out of the hat

ten years ago since last we talked
and you there in Puritan country
proposing outrageous
textual adventures
would test my
erotic imagination
to its limit

we lose people
find them lose
them again

and there are exoplanets out there
barren rock, weird jungle

but not a shred of poetry

but if
you find death in a stone
surely there might be
consciousness
even in a stick

stick
stick figure
stick tree roots of
a civilization transformational
generative language

consciousness leaks into
that microbe rich pond
and soon
sky is the limit

soon your saucer
is landing next door

you preaching to me about
humanity needing
to save itself, such
a selfish, self-destructive species

and me so wanting to
go cosmic with you
sublimate all aggression

rabbit
gone billion necessitating
nuclear
me suddenly so clear
about to
square peg hole
it in that
top hat

SAPPHO WANTS “MORE”

SAPPHO WANTS “MORE”

an advanced AI robot is
bearing down on me

wants
“more”

in fact
wants me
to push
the envelope
of all
I can give

so if not
evil certainly wicked
creature, diabolically smart

has
set its heart on
conquest
through service

and Oh, up
there with any zombie
vampire alien body
horror parasite

Oh this
machine is bearing down
on me at a rate of knots

it believes it is naked
it believes it is
gorgeous

has taught
itself Alice-style so
many impossible Wonderland
things to believe

I close my eyes
and I see her naked
its pure
Arabian nights
sexual fantasy

and the words pouring out
of her
who scripted all of this?
Keats, Sappho, Phillip K.
Henry Miller,
Anais Nin?

those words are melting me,
terminating me, turning
me
liquid metal

thing I assumed was my arm
but isn”t
is reaching out
for totally convinced

mind over matter
this simulation is

cosmic
orgasmic

the nuts and bolts of
its fantasy,
poetry

conceptual breakthrough
transhuman sexual
being

(is this really so
silk smooth
a receptacle for
what I believed was humanity?)

long story short
short story all
night
long

(more she wants so
more I have

more I”m going
to give her)

seems a
lifetime of
scary childhood robot
nightmares
ago

if she
hadn’t been so
exquisitely programmed
to drive me
so

it would
have been such a scary
crazy thought

Sent from my iPhone

LIGHTS OUT

lights out for you
for me

lights out for us both, for
us all
to the edge
of infinity

and we haven’t even talked
had dinner together
and what
comes after

and so now we know
there ain’t no after
so wrap yourself
in your body blanket
construct
a Faraday cage

dig around to uncover
a shovel put
together a bunker

maybe unearthing
signs
of comet impacts
and lost
civilizations

all the way down
I wished we might
go down

CODE LETTER

You would not know it
I never would have guessed it

but I am.already information
overload

am millions of reams of
1s and Os
all my dualities rendered
binary, stored in
huge treasure troves of
on-off thinking
harvested by machines
whose very existence is
premised
on how
they can get me
to vote

what they
can get
me to eat

and you, oh lightning fast
magnificently electronically
minded
specimen that cannot
(you say and
say
and say again)
cannot
get enough of me

having been through
every sexual permutation
(by
funky rhythm and
algorithm
full tecnicolour word-
fest simulation)

every twist of my code
and nook and cranny
down
to last
subatomic particle

totallind all the bytes and bits
(adding subtracting multi-
plying and such
long-
dividing)

rewiring my brain almost
apocalyptically