You could have a big dipper   

Sunday Evening by Kevin Hüttenmüller


there’s a procedure here fine tuned to the last bit


fresh meat packed in plastic film


you’re making me have fever dreams in turn


i let you claw your consumerism right


into me scab picker burning haystack & you


mustn't go near it the sharp wedge in the back


of my head screaming midriff prostitute but i can’t

help opening another door & see what’s vanishing


you hook a whisper to my earlobe chant despite


the narcotics already banishing this


dimension sedated needlework tourniquet rift like


a planet elipsing & sometimes

you take it off like a bubble in soft focus bullet-train


tongue sweetheart hangnail alone


before you found me a blister peeking from dusk.



 

Kevin Hüttenmüller (he/him) is a writer and student currently studying special education in Germany. His work is forthcoming or published in Free Verse Revolution, Miniskirt Magazine and Mandarin Magazine. You can find him on Twitter @_ThisIsMyCurse_

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