In 3’s
by Kate Green©



fucked in fired in the same week

a first and a re-birth

the double “f”

what an ironic combination

what you put out

you get back in fashion

the first was good

exactly as fantasized

culmination of my desires

passionate and raw

breaking the seal

the temporary seclusion

bursting blood

that never came before

forced myself down

only to be flipped

and deliciously pounded

into a sweltering mound

of gasping delights

the latter misplaced

manic reserve

that was asked for

with inappropriate delivery

set me off shaking

writhing in malice

the only day I didn’t

rock headphones while riding

letting the motor run

basking in astonishment

trying to turn these thoughts

into something tangible

logical or cohesive

to turn it anything

that holds the possibility

of understanding

my fall from the summit
Kate Green is a female poet living in South Philadelphia.  
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