Long, slender fin­gers tap tap tap­ping on an old, dusty type­writer
Abstract ideas coalesce into a moist and shame­ful long­ing
Each sen­tence is an invit­a­tion type­set in desire
Expertly punc­tu­ated with a heavy sigh

Held at the cusp of your nar­rat­ive arc
Caress­ing every let­ter while each syl­lable caresses me in turn
Seduct­ive meta­phors that taunt and delight
And com­mas set for a brief pause, in all the right places

Para­graph by para­graph washes over me
In las­ci­vi­ously lap­ping waves of page after page
A gush­ing stream of invis­ible thoughts con­nects us
Until finally, the whole of your com­pos­i­tion erupts in orgas­mic prose within me

• Ori­gin­ally pub­lished on Down In Me in July 2007.

Ani Smith. Editor of PIFFLE. Writer of Down In Me and Fuguestate. Fuck-up extraordinaire.