Origami
by Will Cordeiro
- Cozy on the nude
- beach at Sandy
- Point, New Jersey,
- not as randy as I’d
- thought I’d be
- watching the burly
- men sunbathe &
- roast their bulging
- paunches pink. In
- my rinky-dink fold-
- out lawn chair flip-
- ping through the Sun
- -day Times, as random
- gusts keep snapping
- ripping shaking so
- I have to mash it
- into little squares:
- when the story’s
- continued elsewhere
- (page B9) I’m starting
- to get surly until
- I hear the crash of
- big waves slapping
- on the shoreline while
- seagulls riffle & dicker
- over spilled Ruffles.
- Having read my fill,
- I bolt into the break-
- water’s wrinkled plaits
- of foam for a skinny
- -dip, splashing down
- as a dashing wave
- folds over me, my
- cock shrinking back
- from the cold shock.
