all wrapped up

He wraps me with his words
Like a sleeping bag with holes in it
and
like a short circuiting electric blanket.
Electrocuted
with a cold draft up my ass
I roll over
and become
swathed further in his oral linen.
This time
flannel sheets with satin patches
and
I nestle in
wanting
as he whispers bubble wrap
around my aching head
and suffocates me
with his cellophane smile.