Terraform

terraform my body and bend
the dimensions of every boundary--

i'll be the over-ripened fruit
of your desensitized boredom afternoon,
your Sunday church service fingerfuck,
a rehearsed hymn moaning like obligation,
faking I, E, O--

i want the simplicity of fire-breathing,
the safety of sword swallowing,
bare raw riding circus beast-fucking
without a climax, just the sweat cloaking me,
hiding me in filth
like camouflage.