I saw your back and it looked oddly new,
As you lay face down, gagged,
As if I were aboard the Odyssey,
As it rode a damaged rocket
In the summer of seventy,
And rounded the moon
And I looked sheer down,
As from space to the airless land
At these craters, your back bones
And the crack of what for a man
Is a rather shapely ass.
Bare my wrists were and my neck
Teeth flashed with nothing between them.
I put the bottle full of water
Between my thighs as it were my cock
And tried to get the nozzle in that way.
I only embarrassed us both.