Filthy and Fancy Free

Craigslist is always
so fucking clandestine,
somewhere between
Craigslust and Craigslost ,
so I tacked on a hue
or two of noir to navigate
the night and took the subway
to a pocket of resistance
to gentrification in Alphabet
City to see if alluring linguistics
pasted on titillating pixels finds
me a fuck for forever and a day.

Though her ad was liberal
in the art of the money shot
a humble word here and there
like the girl next door with
a bouquet of forget me nots
convinced me she was no bot .
A bareback guarantee with a clean
bill of health sealed the deal so
I got off at Astor Place to feed
off the hustle and bustle to keep
the nerves under wraps and headed
east to an Eden of my own design.

A sexual sanctuary where my dick
would be welcomed like royalty
sans rubber for a buck fifty an hour.
I had popped a Viagara in Woodlawn
but anxiety got the best of me
so I dropped in to a head shop
for some insurance and got sold
some homeopathic hard on pills
called, "make my day Yohimbe."
At her brownstone I swallowed the
manna of manhood ready to bound
up seven flights with no elevator .

Heart beating furiously spiked
with adrenaline and nostrils flaring
with whiffs of lavender up each step
and cock pushing zipper like a pit bull
pounding cage and I'm running through
the shopping list of activities in my head
fast forwarding to 69 and I know you
ain't supposed to eat out a whore's
pussy but seven years is too long
for my tongue to go with no taste
and I wanted my cum to melt
in her mouth and not on my hands.

Two flights in and the air's getting
thin as a dream with the dimpled
face of a green eyed angel tears
off a black fishnet catsuit revealing
breasts like bleached footballs
with torso and legs like a Greek
statue of a nude Aphrodite,
thighs glistening as if champagne
was sprung from Trevi fountain.
Third flight with lungs on fire
and a Tom Tom stomping a tribal
war anthem underneath my ribs .

Shirt fluttering from palpitations
profound as a propeller cutting wind.
A siren's song beckoned me to keep
climbing till at five I was gasping
with a throat full of bile and legs
burning with lactic acid but a bulging
crotch riffing on a reel of tits and ass
focused me and I stumbled onto seven
where I fell through an open door
where a toothless hag stuck one hand
out while fingering her cunt.
The EMT said i was lucky to be alive.