The Sugar-Fuck Sensation, a Bitchin Urban Ode to Pepsi, by Mick Albright, 2017

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The Sugar-Fuck Sensation

(An Urban Ode to Pepsi)

I’ve discovered the boobie-doobie
time machine. The glossy
skin-flick magazine. Wet buzz,
effervescent upper. The schplooge
I want to have for supper.
In youth, it was summer
fling in frosty glass
on beach-sand, babe-hunting
bikini chicks——midlife: poof!
the chicks a dick——

It’s almost better than S&M.
It fucks my stress.

It gropes my sin
substitute for wank-a-
whacking. Sometimes even
ass-smacking.
I horde it. Crave it.
Misbehave it. I’ll never do
without this——
obsession, possession,
sandpail confession; preoccupation——
sugar-fuck sensation.
I’ve tried but
can’t explain it——
‘Love is endless fuckaroll,
and nothing can contain it.’
(Talk to Mama, 
baby.)

– Mick Albright

(from Mrs. Maudlin’s Bitchin Urban Poetry)

(C)2017. All Rights Reserved.

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