My friend bought his rubber

at the used fetish store 


A full body suit zippered

black second skin


stretched with a striped

yellow welting 


A sacred towel of soapy fluid

washes away mysterious


chalk the smell of mama’s Playtex 

repurposed – slick as seal meat


my friend is head harness snap

trimmed processed


a codpiece popped a reveal –

the ageless folds of scrotum


making love to what remains

the flakes of another man’s skin



First publication: Pretty Owl Poetry, 2016