waking wet, 2021 — MaxxM Studio Cave

waking wet
a slowly receding dream
searching fog...

They swirl their middle finger deep inside,
pulling the malleable secretion
slowly out from within
to be held to the light
illuminating us through glass bricks.

Touching pointer finger to thumb,
they stretch the material
as far as it will allow
before snapping back
on itself silently.

Together we study this genesis
and a core memory clicks into focus—
one from the time before binders
when he was slapped by the
brick wall of being born a she

through command to cover themself
with cloth because
"you're too old to be shirtless."
Only boys can move with this ease.
Ripped from one reality
and into another.

Yes, this memory comes from a time before,
when children first learned to experiment ~~~~
with the body's fluids:

(((((*)))))

You lie on the grass,

(Time goes in slow motion)

They drip a line of
saliva

Down

Down

Down

Watching as the particles
swirl into a line
defying the gravitational pull
of comprehension.
As it thins beyond belief,
they attempt to suck the danger back

Up

Up

U

P

With a plop the liquid lands
hitting your eyebrow defiantly.

(Time moves direct)

Wiping it away
while letting out a yelp,
you kick their legs out
From under
to wrestle them into
submission, your hands
roughly on their shoulders
"Spit in my mouth."
They command.