- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Magic Carpet
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Mary recalls the vacuuming
of bedroom cabernet sauvignon
and chocolate biscotti with Frank,
and some times she'd do a dry semen
lick and a promise with the vacuum
happily every morning after.
She scrubs some purple droplets
next to a diarrhea blemish
where mascara tears fell too
that fell again her blackest hour
Saturday when hospice said
it was time to call Father Mike.
Today upon her hands and knees
she thinks of love as sometimes thick,
sometimes sticky, mostly white,
and red hot lipstick stepped upon
when passion once leapt from the bed
on to a colored magic carpet.
- COMMENTS
Cleardaynowalmost 10 years agoWhat a really lovely pair of poems. This one is so poignant and well judged.
I think it says far more about love than most overt love poems.
greenmountaineeralmost 10 years agoAuthor1201: I'm starting to think you're my editor. Good point. I see it now. Stanza 4 is gone on the master copy, and it's left to the reader's imagination or not at all.
twelveoonealmost 10 years agoranks pretty low on the sympathy grab scale
I repeat, outstanding, on the play here, dangerously close to the line, just the way I like it
fucking brutal in the same sense of trix's poem.
that is enough of me shaking my head today, (in amazement)
ps, be a little more careful here:
ranks pretty low on the sympathy grab scale
5ed
Ashesh9almost 10 years agodeceased Partner : sigh . 5-ed .
