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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 –
Michael 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.