“Batman Isn’t as Good in Bed as Everyone Thinks” by Leigh Anne Hornfeldt

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“Bats are the only mammals naturally capable
of true and sustained flight.”     – Wikipedia

Train whistles, smoke detectors, and car alarms
make him pause: his heavy breath, his mouth,

his compulsion. He’s preoccupied. Of course.
She gets it; it’s tough. Like him

she’s always on the clock – right now
deciding which window she’ll sneak

out of when he gets up to use the bathroom,
which credit card she’ll take

when she leaves. American Express.
Centurion or Platinum? Maybe both.

He’s trying hard. She opens herself
more and again counts the 11 scars

on his face, one she gave him, secretly loves
most. Her fingers stalk the hairy plain of his chest,

black panther, panting, pouting, spreading
like oil in the dark, is it really kill or be killed,

did she unplug the iron before leaving?
She feels heavy, pressed, traces

the mounds of his trapezius muscles,
remembers her circus caper, the time she crossed

a desert on a trapeze. How good it felt to lose
each limb to gravity. After that she never wanted

to walk again, except she had to. She did
the next best thing – she found someone

she thought could teach her how to fly.

-Leigh Anne Hornfeldt

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