Myriam Klatt

Entanglements

once or twice while we fuck 
he wants me to hold him so tight 
my body suddenly becomes the bite of a shark
although it does not hurt him
and I comply in wonderment not hunger
why is it that we ask only of strangers
the things we need more than anything?
‘you really have no boundaries,’ he says and I remember: 
once I was as a virgin girl who fell in love at first sight 
‘you have a beautiful soul,’ that one said
only this time I seem to be a blood-nosed hunter 
or maybe I am an oyster trapping his attention 
within concentric layers of vulgarity
‘I love the taste of your cum’ as if indeed 
a frosted pearl could grow from coarsness 
or from a splintered heart

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