Joe Rolnicki

Nice to Meet You

After we met

I thought of my hand wrapped around your throat

& how you’d close your eyes and beg for pressure

I pictured you crawling my figure
Positioning
Preying and pawing and slithering

I want to watch you thrash

Brand me with your claws
Fill my pores with your sweat
Stick your taste in me

Make me breathe the air that doesn’t deserve you anymore

The pleasure’s all mine