Couple

she's
bloodied with money
he's
poor as a seagull,

he's
had six holes
she's
buying a dildo.

They
can't get out
of her queen-sized bed
and press colors of mouth with thick tongue,
a saturated pleasure sponge (ugh).

Reminds me, all bicycles,
all bicycles that
fall over in an airplane hanger
all complicated, spinning.