Service Him Well
Edible note cards scented with lavender and coconut
Folded into cranes placed in the ash tray on my desk each morning.
Impression of lips pressed in magenta on the filter of my menthol cigarette
Tucked in the empty box and placed in my briefcase.
A black lace thong tucked into my cabinet,
Sitting upon files of sexual harassment cases.
At lunch a sleuth slips into my office and perches nude on mahogany.
I peel through the darkness and let my fingers outline your curves.
A key slipped into my back pocket through an embrace.
Enveloped in a coat you wiggle away like a mummy, cleaning lips.
Key attached to an address attached to a whore attached to my back pocket.
And a night lined in delusions with laced drinks
Leads me to your doorstep
I think earlier this semester it was you that wrote a poem that included the word mahogany.. not sure but I just love that word lol
ReplyDeleteAnyway I'm not entirely sure what is going on in this poem. Is it a sexual relationship at work maybe? A borderline sexual harassment case? Anyway I think some lines could be condensed and there could be an opening to go off topic that provides more background information after line 4. Maybe a letter in the briefcase that introduces the other character that is being outlined by the curves. I just know nothing about this other person. And actually now that I read this piece I think both characters could be more established. But this is a great draft.