Sure Baby

I bite my tongue
At the thought of you
There’s blood
As there should be
As there was

And it flowed
Subjective
In our underground
Of tunneled shame
Timely & conducive

And the ads flashed by
So well-constructed
So well placed
Little vignettes
To wet our minds

And sure
You were really something
In my field
As my playgirl
Taking me away

I wore my robe
You bought me
Just like Heff
You did it well
With bunny ears

And rabbit smile
You did it well
And met me
More than half-way
But did it with style