- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Jungles
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Those corn fields,
Those golden wheat fields
Those sodden rice paddies
Those terraced gardens of tea
Show me those vistas of my youth
why am I here in the jungle
I wanted the one where smells assailed my senses
dank undergrowth ,
fetid breath of feline,
Those jaguars and wild boars grunting
rooting where I came from
And what do I get
those cloying smells of humanity in close quarters
Rank garbage decomposing in the fetid sun
and the smells of arabis and frankincense and myrrh
givenchy, poison, and allure
Who is better and where is the jungle really
I want the stalking and the hunt
that bated breath before the capture
that rush I have
but then I wonder
is it the room overlooking that forest of concrete
or the verdant one which gives That to Me
jugulars are the same in both
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