Call Me Sweet

Hot soles rub out
on parquet
Muscles yield

Ripen by fascia

Go soft

Tackiest leatherbound basketballs

Lose grip

Leak air

Cede dimension

Tight webs of nylon

go slack with penetration 

Form holes

Are ripped from their perch

Replaced

Lessons

Hard like bibles

Hard like heads

Collided without intention 

of a kiss 

Hands smack backboards

Because layups don’t count

if you can’t

beat glass

Hard because soft

is harder

won

Pound the ball

Crash boards

Take charges

Initiate contact

Drive your shoulder into his chest

Hard enough

to make space

Not so violent

he earns sympathy

Call me soft

or sweet

Blame me for your losses

Know that I still dance

Through the defence