SLUSHY

i didn’t know

the joy i’d feel

when i bought you

the lemonade slushy

at the fair today

had i known

this drink

would turn to pee

and end up in my mouth

i would’ve

ordered you 2

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HEAT STROKE

it’s 8am

and i lie naked in my bed

like i always do

at this hour

the curtains are open

and i let the sun hit

the crack of my ass

i flex my cheeks

opening and closing them

controlling

the amount of rays

that go inside me

the day must begin

but not

until i’m fully charged

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 Slushy and Heat Stroke are from Matt Starr’s forthcoming book of poetry MOUTHFUL.