Bottle Kiss I was feeling
longing
a deep-throbbing thronging
shaking my body
tearing me intensely inside-out
so I reached for the Pepsi;
I craved caffeine
to satiate this unrelenting longing.

I brought the bottle to my mouth,
and sucked
and received
a ceffeinating probing snaking tongue
that reached into me
interlocking with my own tongue;
the bottle gave me a kiss.

I lay back, swishing the liquid about my mouth;
relishing.

The coiled snake inside me
released
but will it ever cease?
I need caffeine
I need sex
that I may sink into
and lose
myself

I temporarily erase myself
and reappear to myself
prepared to face myself.