You
have WON anything you can hold
by
definition We are alone in our bodies
expanding
at a discounted rate and
slow
to reform Like an underwear model
when
I was a boy how he could save all of
us by letting
me
run my cheek across his abs Or the
anatomical
symbol
of his stomach on the black
market Where we all end up
is
somewhat together Our face unwrinkled
and stem cell soft
which
is to say paralyzed by choice This explains
why Building a better bod
is easy but impossible
just
think of infidelity yours to acquire or give up
Honestly it will kill you for thinking anything at all
But
a large cock or chest couldn’t hurt Only
your image
in
the rising waters we watch our shins become accustom toRoberto Montes is the author of I DON'T KNOW DO YOU (Ampersand Books, 14) and 'HOW TO BE SINCERE IN YOUR POETRY' WORKSHOP now available in full at napuniversityonline.com. His work has appeared in or is forthcoming from Coconut Magazine, Deluge, Apogee Journal, Nepantla, and elsewhere.
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