I was going to write about jerking off in public places

[deaftommy]

Sunflowers
It's noon. So says the placement of the sun.
It's rays act as a string, they bind to me
the sun, a balloon melting focus, thought,
until my legs give way; black pavement scalds.
I close my eyes; the heat seeps through my guard.
A cool breeze blows from behind, willing me.
Her face comforts as she restores my feet.

She guides me up the stairs back to her room,
a room I've not seen since she changed her life
and cut me out. She strips me from my clothes.
I'm pink and naked like a newborn child.
My nerves are calmed by her forgotten touch.
I fix my gaze upon the same Van Gogh
copy that I once bought with her back when.

How lucky am I that she still cares,
or else that heat would have another heart.
I rise from bed and dress, just like post sex.
I steal a glance from her eyes, a kiss from her lips,
and stir to leave when the floor erupts
and I fall in the new mouth in the floor.
As I come to, the pavement scalds again.