11/24/09 (as a nightmare)

It felt like we fit perfectly when we fucked
Are there imprints of my dick still inside you
Preserved like fossils
My fingers explored a New World
Like Columbus discovering a g-spot
But forgot there were people there
Before me

Your body
I studied like anthropology
Until full immersion in
The inner cultures of your thighs
Had my own body going “Native”
So each one of my orgasms
Still beats to your tribal drums
Cumming just doesn’t feel the same
With other percussions

Tongue ran from your mouth
Like Indian Jones in
Hidden temples
Your breasts, booby traps
Your menstrual cycle, quicksand
And eventhough we are old
We were fly
But who cares about the bones of
A terradactyl

We were exclusively carbon dating
Keeping track of our days
Like they were ancient
Now the Post-it “I love you” notes I wrote
Really do seem like Dead Sea scrolls
And love letters can only be seen
With microfilm
I only hear Corrine Bailey Rae over white noise
“Like a Star” sounds like broken MAYDAY! frequencies
Pre-release Alicia Keys’ “No One”
Before the time the Arabs discovered
The number zero
Then the expectations of the song
Would never have been thought of
Make Lauryn Hill’s “Ex Factors”
An artifact of… Us
Have our dark pictures
Bleached in Sepia

We were before seaweed and algae
Cover a shipwreck
Before the Aztecs trusted the Spaniards
Mammoths before the Ice Age

But what we have is a Roman Coliseum
Left in ruins
So there are no gladiators here
Fighting for an “us”
And I’m not asking you to
Excavate ancient burial grounds
I’m just asking you to poach my tomb
For the leftover treasures we had
Not trying to be a ghost of your past
That you filter out with dreamcatchers
Just a reminder that,
You don’t always have to remember us
As a nightmare