the louderARTS Project

Seve Montenegro

Native New Yorker and occasional Chicagoan, Seve entered the slam circuit in 1999. Since then, he and slam have become good acquaintences.

"We call each other when we don't feel like drinking alone and want others to look at us."

He has been featured at various venues in the Big Apple and holds the distinction of most chaste in the louderARTS Project collective.




affair

     before the lean in
     before hands hold hips
     before mouth meets clit
there is the raw static of permission
the conjugation of body language
and the recognition this doesn't have to stop

the kiss is slow like snowfall
covers everything up to this point
no promise, no next, only the melt of snow on your tongues

a chill in the evening air begs you back inside
to let the hearth do its job
the warmth taken hold of your skin is a betrayal
how emotions have bled out from your pores and you are coated in a nectar
that raises the hairs on the backs of your necks
when thigh rubs thigh under the secrecy of a restaurant table,
                    the manufactured shadows of a movie house,
                    a comforter

anything can happen now
the guilt of marriage choking you
an invisible chorus singing chastity
shaking fingers about first dates
a swelling in your chest cheating you
to believe this is more than sex
love
another shot of tequila
we've known each other so long
passive-aggression in how the waiter gives you the check
the villain in the movie dies
nectar smoothes down your legs with the removal of underclothing

But the Italians say the best part of the affair is the walk up the stairs
so before potential expires
tease yourselves with second thoughts
and know     before the lean in
               before hands hold hips
               before mouth meets clit
you have never been more wanted than now
                                                  enjoy

© Seve Montenegro



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