Dante and Beatrice didn’t have this, did they:
penis, tongue, and fingers piercing
clinging rings of muscle lips? I do,
I want to kill you
with it so you’ll want it
always. Thus I hope
to compose concerning you
what has never been written
in rhyme of any woman.
You’re sitting on the chair
and I fuck you there.
I fuck you in the mouth,
I fuck you in the ass.
I pull on my cock while I stare in your eyes.
“Ass” and “eyes” are a very good rhyme.
Excerpted from Hot and Cold, published by powerHouse Books. Visit www.richardhell.com
Photograph from Katrina del Mar’s Nerve gallery, Restraint Be Damned