Dear Matt Damon

for Nancy Krygowski

smug in your T-shirt smug in your jeans smug in the white socks teething
your ankles. Do you ever get pimples on your butt? a stray hair in your
ear? an inappropriate erection? Dear Matt Damon of the Crest-white grin: I
met a guy, you and he were buds, best friends when kids, you lived upstairs
and had birthday parties. I know he was lying. I know he had very bad
teeth.

Dear Matt Damon of damaged kidneys. Dear Matt Damon of the million dollar
loft, ex of Winona drugged-up and thieving. Dear Matt Damon of math
equations. Dear Matt Damon American story. Dear Matt Damon thinker and
number taker, if I gave you my number would you call?

Dear Matt Damon pusher of skin, thin and naked, naked and wet, naked and
filming, dropping your towel bending over. Dirty Matt Damon with a
dirty-boy smirk, jerk-off Matt, spread-legs Matt, Matthew on a bathroom
floor. Hairless and bulging, bulging and salty, slutty-boy, door-Matt of my
soul.

—Aaron Smith