Nomenclature

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The Eggs

they are identical
my eggs with salt and pepper
hard boiled grains and flecks
in tiny ¾" square bags proclaiming
"iodized" and Bremen, GA

so washing my hands on Sunday morning
with flavored soft soap is not too strange
except for it's proclamation,
cucumber/watermelon, corn on the cob scented
soap in squirt bottle

~
The Chips

plastic bagged
ripped open
then nose to hole
potato chip fart
fresh and wholesome
original and ruffled

~
The Dip

Made With Real Sour Cream!

is smooth and just as lumpy
as should be
squat and low
in potassium,
wonderfully nippled,
cleavaged and dimpled,

we wait for late night
plunge at your ho-made
waterpark slide swing
teeter-totter

~
The Lesson

as we bend together
we expose what we want
the other to want
then give in private and public
in a closet and on the train to
Mittenville along side
a minister, a farmer and a lawyer

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