Megan McDermott
IF ALL OUR SEXTS ARE A GROUP CHAT WITH GOD
don’t get shy
still expose what needs
exposed tell me
which nights you remember
which habits of intimacy
I’ve baited you
with legs short
dress the photo
you bait me back
then three dots
you’re still thinking
am I there now
your fingers hooked
on the band of my bra
I meant to inspire this
baby don’t ignore me
baby let me call you baby
baby I do not hide
let the heavens
project us
like a matinee
photos fading into each other
beggar after beggar