by Alex Taitague

I like my men more like I
like my wine     in a box     more like
mortadella in a mouth of a moron
more like vanishing amorists
after     the morning     after
more than was meant by mormon
morals and their more
         sexy propositions

The Supremes     in the name of love     stop
more hurt than anything
more or less an amoretto
       more mortified
by loneliness than by mortgage benefits
I like my mores like I like

        my marriages
on paper because polyamory
is not bigamy     more or less     it is
        homophone homology
        the more the merrier
       love overturns amorphism

Alex Taitague is a bespectacled poet and UC Berkeley student from Redlands, California.