Squeezed <br />like the last gasp <br /> <br />of an empty tube <br />of toothpaste <br /> <br />we somehow <br />manage to squeeze <br /> <br />ourselves unto <br />the Tube <br /> <br />as a bodiless voice <br />cautions us to <br /> <br />“Mind the closing doors! ” <br /> <br />We stand <br />face to face <br /> <br />can’t escape <br />each other’s <br /> <br />physical presence. <br /> <br />It is our first date. <br /> <br />The doors open again <br /> <br />(bodiless voice <br />yet again) <br /> <br />warns us: <br /> <br />“Mind the Gap! ” <br /> <br />But there is no gap <br />between us <br /> <br />as the heat begins to <br />melt us one into <br />the other. <br /> <br />We are joined at the hip <br />molecule by molecule. <br /> <br />My erection prods you <br />to remember you to remember <br /> <br />I am <br />here <br /> <br />hard <br /> <br />to <br />forget <br /> <br />...really? <br /> <br />I apologise. <br /> <br />Say: “I’m sorry <br />...so sorry! ” <br /> <br />But then I think I’m not sorry <br />in the least...that’s lies. <br /> <br />“Hi! ” <br /> I smile <br />“...this is a...eh...stick up! ” <br /> <br />You’ve already <br />got your hands up <br /> <br />(strap hanging)
