If only, you knew by Chris Mardiroussian

Lock the door.
Dim the lights.
Grab toys,
take a sip of whiskey,
you’ll need it 
to paralyze the 
crooked, crusted,

Toss my corpse on the 
bed like a litterbug,
make me scream, 
shout, let it out 
to reach sky-high 
fatuous fantasies
and don’t stop,
until I wet the bed
and collapse like
a putrid possum.

Can’t vamoose
until we unwind,
yank, jerk the 
into begging, 
pleading, weeping
for your third wedge 
to ejaculate lament
in between
those luscious,
cheese stick 

Chris Mardiroussian is a graduate student at California State University, Long Beach. In 2018, he won First Prize in the Cinema Italian Style Film Festival (sponsored by the prestigious American Cinematheque in Los Angeles) for his short film entitled IL BREAKUP, which he co-wrote and produced. In 2017, he co-wrote a collection of poetry entitled HONESTY. LOVES. CRUELTY. He lives in Glendale, California.