Irvin Lee

Rock Paper Scissors

We play
Rock paper Scissors
to see who will go down.
She does not slowly peel me.
I am a real banana
and she hasn’t had any real
bananas.
She pulls without gentleness,
harshly the thing.
The night before she had
nearly bit it off.
She keeps me tranquilized,
stuck in the back room,
or in the living room
on the dirty sofa
where the TV is dead.
She smokes like she’s mad.
We are both inexperienced —
I more than she.
I was gonna titty fuck you
but I decided not to.

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