- Non-Erotic Poetry
- dinner summer dusk
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Click heresome damn good chow
promise nourishment
deliver salsa
wide flat tortilla
basil with parsley
dishes themselves sauced
never finishing the feast
eating till dawn bows
serves the palate of pleasures
here spreading,
insatiable till unconsciousness
first awake consumes the night dust of lover
till dreams slide down as oysters
as claws storing meat of cheek
bottom feeders of the Gods
lick and drool
roll in it, shiny olive oiled
- COMMENTS
LeBrozover 16 years agoThis poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 37,500 poems.
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Anonymousabout 20 years agoI imagined a table cloth bedspread.
A room without walls
essential elements
interchangable uses
simplicity
Maria2394about 20 years agothis poem makes me want to roll around in a salad with you and then lick all the dressing off ;)
