A poem a day for a year #271

by Amy Turn Sharp


this poem has a boner for you
stretched out on a bed
crisp white sheets
settled in relaxed
smoking a tight j
this poem has plans for you
it involves you letting go
saying yes
unrolling the grizzly beast
and pushing out a purr
that fills the room
this poem will be a neon sign
in the dark
when you need a reminder
of the ticking clock