Tyrannosaurus sex

by Alice Brooks-Smith

you came at me

erect

on two legs, staggering

a real carnivore

hungry for my flesh

and so, I played along

"the hunted and the hunter"

for your brute strength though

I was no match, such easy prey

oh, we did the usual thrashing

and trashing of the jungle

'til all about us was

in mute disarray

and we lay

exhausted, sides heaving, eyeing

(amid the evidence of our existence)

one another, awaiting

what would be the Final Move:

You devoured me, I let you.

because I walked on all fours

and was an herbivore

we were so

prehistoric. . .

what if I'd stood up to you?