crunch (for G) - Sophie Robinson

I would suck
the cold
atlantic prawns
from your eyes
with glee, fuck
you drunkly
in the middle
of your
heart's heat,
a row of
garden peas
between
your lips,
licked up,
lunging
lovingly
with the eyes
of a sparrow,
spaghetti-worm
slurping -
a treat.