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Click hereWithout pun the moment is anti climatic
it is in the ride of fragments that I release.
The climb from ankle to ear
charting freckles on skin as points of interest
mounds of flesh as mountains.
The use of tongue to suture these fragments into memory
wear them in my selfish use of you for me.
A panic of pleasure focuses my attention
into exquisite regret.
I rage a release in you
paint a Pollock with perspiration and ejaculate
as I go from me to you
in a slow fall from a shudder.
I have nothing constructive to say, I just wanted to let you know I read it and enjoyed it, several times. keep up the good work.
~ maria
I like it but I had to read it a few times. The poem does build up in an odd round about way like an orgasm. I guess thats the slow fall part. The more I think about it the more erotic it becomes.
in poetry can create perpetual challenge. It is easy to get jaded after so many. But this one works well for my taste. I felt the opening might lead to disappointment but instead it held me just enough and then got better, especially the Pollock part. Will be recommended when I get around to fixing up today's Poem/Poetry review sometime later this afternoon or evening.