You don't know it, but
I've started doing this thing
where I write poems
on the condoms we use
during sex. I do it just
before the sex, when you
aren't looking, and I use
a blue sharpie. I choose
the blue sharpie because
it's the one that most
accurately represents
the kind of guy I am.
I'm a blue guy - most of
the time, but some of
the time I'm not. Some of
the time I am fiery and hot
and spicy and scorching,
and when I feel all of those ways,
I use the red sharpie, and when I feel
earthy, which isn't very often,
I use the green or the brown one.
The poems are short, they are only
a few lines long, obviously,
because there is only so
much available space, but also
because my handwriting
is damn sloppy. Admittedly, I
should probably consider how
you feel when I write these poems,
since the poem's purpose is to be
inside of you, but normally I don't -
I just get weird with it.
-- Ian Brown
