- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Signs Along the Road of Intercourse
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She lies beneath, OPEN, spread,
offering her sex to the sky, to him.
Her mind constructs tag clouds—
words falling in a soft rain
of differently sized fonts. LOVE, or maybe, GOD
is large, as she feels him close to her.
LAUNDRY is also there, but tiny—
bullied into a cramped corner by the rowdy FUCK
and the energetic HARD. DEEP is big,
which should please him. FOREPLAY,
unfortunately though, is missing,
and when it is finally found, it's small
and meek and has been left, forgotten
and panting, by the side of that six-laned road
where LUST now has shifted into overdrive.
The tire tracks don't hurt her much,
now that BOREDOM is waiting patiently with her sister,
CONTEMPT, for him to finally drive her home.
- COMMENTS
KOLKOREover 16 years agoThat was funny and original and kind of sad but mostly funny!
Bill Dadaover 16 years agoThat was one hell of a drive. Not so sure the words in all caps worked. Then again maybe they where supposed to be billboards?
ghost_girlover 16 years agonice to read something different. I enjoyed your metaphors, your images are crisp and clean.
thanks for the read
g_g
