by 2rivers
i'll take the milk and sugar
poured over fresh fallen snow
scooped with long fingers
defrosted in my mouth
blind
i must close my eyes
to read your words
is the only thing that seemed out of place to me. It's entirely esoteric, so not easily recognizable to lots. I personally had to look it up, thus my opinion of such. Delicious poem anyway.
your poetry jabs me (in a good way). It's like I am reading something, but something else is actually on the page. You have an off beat word play that I have not been able to get to work for me. I'd copy you but can't figure out how. Nice stuff here...
jim :)