- Non-Erotic Poetry
- My Trunk
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I can safely say that if you wanted me, you're big enough to take. All I can see is your hands above your head bitter about one thing or another. I imagine you with your bible and it makes me wet. New boots and a bird when you told me I smiled and thought wrong that it meant me. The image seared my mind. It is all I can see. Your belly button is ridged like the west. Your eyes cornflower. Our lips were a missed connection. Please don't look at me. I want to take you from behind. Your right shoulder has the answers I need. Living without the heart is difficult. It is even harder when the soul has lost its home. I'm stuck smothered in silt and cannot feel my legs, my trunk. My only recourse is a bowl and typed text.
- COMMENTS
GuiltyPleasureabout 11 years agoThis reminds me of Sarah de Leeuw's (geography of a lover) writing, the sparse punctuation and apparent disconnect. Interesting and different.
Angelineabout 11 years agobut your poetry is arresting and exciting. It feels alive and full of movement and action to me. You have a unique talent.
