i cannot resurrect, but i’m
erect,
just let me check
and i assure you, all systems
are a go — but then, a sudden
vertigo
a fucked-up first
fellatio
that lifts me into elevated
consciousness, a shifty
sex act drunken down
like whiskey, that
frisks me and ejects
me to a wispy —
a wretched —
an insurrected
wreck.
nemo sum
nemo sum