Oh God, Fuck Me by Ruth L. Schwartz (suffer a sea change)
Fuck me, oh God, with ordinary things
the things you love best in the world -
like trees in spring, exposing themselves,
flashing leaf buds so firm and swollen
I want to take them in my mouth.
Speaking of trees, fuck me with birds
say, an enormous raucous crow,
proud as a man with his hands…