Mardi Gras Mojo


Choking on his Creole cock—
Tasting his father, uncles, brothers

Stoned, clotted with rum and coke—
Addicted to his baby-paste cum

Pea-green Gulf of Mexico eyes—
His kinky pubes my new moustache

Pealing back his licorice black foreskin—
Conjuring up his swollen pink head

Congo cock with a two-inch slit—
My tongue tip down deep inside him

Nothing like young Mandingo mojo—
Banging his head on the headboard

In my Vieux Carré hotel bedroom—
During Voodoo Créole Mardi Gras

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