Insatiable Thirst

I have never been able to love just one person

Some may call it greedy, hedonistic

as if my love language is a threat to your

presupposed moral system

No, I don’t want the old “ball and chain”

those antiquated deadbolts

locking you down,

breeding jealousy as an artificial indicator of love

dragging that rusty chain around your ankle

as if toxic monogamy is better than divorce

Honey, I think you need a tetanus shot

Of course, I am poly

Polymorphic, meaning— baby, I like variety

Tonight, I want a woman

to whisper poetry between my thighs

practice verses, philosophize

speaking in tongues

Tomorrow, I want to eye-fuck

my mechanic as she is bent over

wrenching on my truck,

just imagine what those hands can do

Sweetheart, I want to sign a mortgage with you

then celebrate at the strip club

watching another woman

back that ass up

your smile, infectious

radiating with love in the strangest places.

How much joy has been lost

to the war waged against love?

Policing

who can marry

adopt children

speak openly

share stories with coworkers

hold your partner’s hand in public

without fear of retaliation

to set you straight

In a world filled with so much hate

why wouldn’t I want to fill my cup

overflowing at the rim

frothing at the lips

while we drink our fill

of this insatiable thirst for love