reminds me of you
and the hot days
we spent
in your basement
tangled
among the sheets;
warm
and rancid.
you smelled
sweet
through your
sweat
that soaked the hair
around your temples
and made your skin slick
beneath my fingers.
flies clung
to my hair
fat
with the weight
of humidity;
buzzing languidly
in the heat
of your
cigarette breath.
your hands
stained black
with oil
you could never
wash away
left dark traces
on my hips;
trails of your sins
upon my body.
the air
tasted like filth
and piss
upon my tongue
that slid
over my
dry and cracking
lips.
our bodies were
shimmering and
rank
in the midday heat
as we lay together
and wondered why
we were wasting our time.