- Erotic Poetry
- Dick Nite Spoon
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The first girl I loved threw me
back into the stream
like an undersized trout.
I settled down in a slow eddy,
and wept salt
into the cold, fresh water.
In time, I ran dry of tears and tracked
gnats and flies,
for I was still hungry. I grew
fat and wily, sure
of her whom I chose to strike,
wary of too shiny lures.
- COMMENTS
Desejoover 12 years agoThe use of language on this is very strong. I particularly admire the connections between both the meaning and the sensory connections of the words used. Very well done.
