Poem 30 ± November 30, 2016

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Michael J. Wilson

You have AIDS

      have AIDS

      What if you  
        could be purified     in fire
set from the feather of a phoenix
            #beautiful #epic #YOLO

  Aider, why aider why –

The ad on Craigslist has the face of a famous actor superimposed on the naked torso
of Colby Keller
          the ad says 6’1”blk/bl175lb8.5thickuc  the ad
says  piss  blood  PnP 420 poppers must travel you host no fats no fems  white 
only –  
            Have + need –

  The ad says no bs        the ad says pic or no response

          whow stop touch –

          Hand under shirt – to the piercing – in my nipple

      There is that moment when the world seems to spin out of 
control – when you could back out pant up + go out – into the cold –
  the moment before fucking
          before too late to think about –

have AIDS have
  whow stop touch,  aider whow –

            All our sexual life we have been afraid
of getting having gotten had had having
    because  that is what happens
      ask anyone –

            At the door to the building you pause
  take in the button you are about to press    imagine – the scent –
afterwards –
    on your fingers –

logoMichael J. Wilson‘s first collection of poetry, A Child of Storm, is out now from Stalking Horse Press. He is an adjunct in the Creative Writing & Literature department at Santa Fe University of Art & Design in Santa Fe, New Mexico.