Written on a Dollar Bill

after Catullus

Once I would have fucked you for free,

And minute by minute you'd have gotten to know me

As it got better, and soon you'd be fucking back avidly.

You'd fuck me like the seraphim

You are, the one not fucking him.

No lifting your leg so I'd be nice to you again.

We'd fuck, dying not to come so soon.

What if we fell in love?

We wouldn't fall in love.

I wouldn't be nice. Your leg would come down.