Seize The Bed Poem by James McLain

Advance then
and milk drink it -deeply- it all around
your yellow face
between your lips and in your hair
right because
I launch around
and seize the bed
move it to you in top and bottom
and low salted races of sweat your face
firmly of the base
which you draw it to the top so slow
and outside another dropp
it injects through so much quickly
how it wounds
each stone with you I share
with blazing sun
interior of the bag
goes up to the top and to the bottom
independently how they inflate
and at the end the avid hands
drained this quite night bone-dry.