seamen

dude was 20

and i was sucking his dick

that resembled an 8 year old’s

though i suppose growth hormones had did

a number on those members since then

him moaning how do you like it

when i rise in your mouth

like when i was 6

waking before the sun’s pitchforks of light

to sneak out and eat worms

that have beaten the birds in the end

that remember the dead better

than any religion

that see me above

preying on them as they bless the early waters

of a day well spent on my knees digging

for more more

that led me here

him holding my head

while i choke

as an angry father

stuttering to say

when i am 11

that you are disgusting

still eating worms

why why why

a single echo

howling to the moon

that pulls the silent waves

those little lakes

in all

in him

now about to cum in my saliva

that tries to digest him for it knows no better

he died

1 year later

in a domestic dispute

and i am told

the worms didn’t get him

with his ash

spread on the surface

of an ocean

on an uneventful night

where later

innumerable years after

after even the fossils of wolves crumbled

i still swim

with my mouth open