6.13 / Queer Two

Self-Portrait as a Cubicle

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Keep me clean –

that microbial oval toilet seat,
overused, turned

ivory with occasional
drips of yellow,

a Jackson Pollack
on periphery.

*

Keep me sanitized –

says a sign – laminated
with ripped corners,

narrating how to spread
sterilizer evenly

around the curve.

*

Unbuckled, pants
down, knees
bent. Starts

the waiting for enclosed
ongoing.

*

On my body,
there are words, drawings,

phone numbers. And
a hole,

small but big enough
for your eye.

You peep
through it, a fecund

kaleidoscope,
for a face-

less prepuce
cordoned off by me.


Nicholas YB Wong is the author of Cities of Sameness (Desperanto, 2012). His poems are forthcoming in 580 Split, Gargoyle, Interim, The Jabberwock Review, J Journal: New Writing on Justice, The Journal, Mead, Nano Fiction, Platte Valley Review, The Portland Review, Quiddity and Weave. He reads poetry for Drunken Boat.