Mike Hession
V4:E1 January, 2002

AFTER EJACULATION

After ejaculation
I mop the semen
from your skin
and, casting a tissue
over the threshold of the bed,
apologize for the mess.
You smile,
but I did not make you come.
We touch,
but your eyes trace
imperfections above the picture rail,
and the single, dust-encrusted strand of cobweb,
trapped in a draught from nowhere.

Date of Birth: October 30, 1965 Location: Manchester, England Email: m.hession@salford.ac.uk Website: http://www.mikehession.supanet.com Publications: Atomic Petals, Comrades, Writer's Block, Stirring, etc.

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