#2,352 Blows

Mike Bell/ March 16, 2022/ www.mikebellpoems.com/ 0 comments

Warhol wildly crested
by a blonde plume [in
view] – a wig-ish wisp
set – loose until shot –
& wildly-cropped as if
not for a tidy portrait –
Sex left loudly unsaid –
he was that precursor
of sin in dry-hump ‘86
in England as an urge
formed for a boy [me]
who misunderstood it
as I looked at Blowjob
on a four channel box
in a dim room’s corner
as thighs were pinned
[my fingers as combs]

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