Tuesday Poem by Dami Ajayi

FOUR PHASES OF PASSION
Desire
Call it Agro—
after anything agricultural
although it is not;
it is a different kind
of arable,
perhaps the Freudian kind.

Excitement

Voyeurs can’t explain
how sensational peepholes are
but they hang around them
like waiting towels,
aroused incessantly
by the anticipated splash of water
on another man’s wife bare body.

Orgasm

You don’t need a life coach
to tell your toes to curl,
to find a release from the
practiced rhythm you have made
to the instructive porno-sound
that urges you in a drawl,
“come for me”.
Resolution

Only
the bearer of fluid
tires.