I'll die

shower

a razor,
cream

mouthwash
and tooth paste

a good
clean made clean

just as well
hung
by my necklace

frills
and lace

be dammed

I'll die

for pleasure
and good breath

deep
breath

whole
breadth

not an endless
imagination

but a pause
built full
and packed
tight
of anticipation

plums
ready
and wet

but held high
while daring
their removal
from the branches
to be

to be
a worthy moment
of some memory

to be
to run
run down
and drip
all over
a good clean
exposed
and made
sticky

my body and hands
used
so well
used
to satisfy
my tongue

so well
used