- Erotic Poetry
- Public Transit
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Cold sweat breaks out on the forehead
Of the city’s most avid rider of buses.
She grinds her teeth
As the seats and doors come off their hinges
Under the force of vibrations
And tries to avoid the gaze
Of elderly ladies and respectable businessmen.
They hit a pothole.
She almost loses it,
But the bus is already swinging a wide arc
Onto a smoother street,
And the force of the quake is down in magnitude
To barely a bee’s humming
Buzzing up through the blue vinyl seat.
She sighs,
And presses her thighs more tightly together;
This is more like her rhythm.
- COMMENTS
Caribbeanwomanover 14 years agoI don't know if your other readers were male, but man, that reminds me of some rides when I was horny as hell and each jerk was like a deep thrust riding the edge of orgasm! Grit your teeth and pay for home to come fast!!!!
Anonymousover 19 years ago...and found it intriguing enough to check out this poet's other work. What a find! I can see development in the four posted so far, keep writing Carillon.
I voted but do not use the therm.
Mia Mooreover 19 years agois a good one, now on to learning to show and not tell, there are some pronoun mistakes and some cloudy imagery, but with some work, this could be really good :)
PatCarringtonover 19 years agoyou seem to have a nice grip on phrasing / i very much look forward to further poetry from you here /
flyguy69over 19 years agoand fun to read! Needs some work, yet, but a clever idea and interesting poem.
