Radiation
When
pushing back strands
of her hair straying
around her dangerous
quick - quipping mouth
kissing her
feeling her mouth open
like an anemone
under mine
when I flow to her
fast and shallow
like a chanel
from a deep lagoon
frothing across to the sea
I have her intense
attention.
It's only afterwards
wearily driving home
I feel my skin
flake away
in a leprous snowfall
as if I 've strayed
and played
in Jupiter's radiation belt.
