Red Pomellos

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Sweet
is an overused word
when it comes to describing bodies
as is honey or peaches or
other non-citrus fruits.

Why not red pomellos
split with a serrated knife
gleaming with murder
in its many segmented eyes
laying in a disguised serene
upon a cracked porcelain plate?

These are the bodies
I wish to know- the broken,
the bruised, pocked with disease
and past sorrow. I prefer them oozing
guilt that makes me pull my lips
back from my teeth
in a grimace and utter sheezzz.
Bodies that make you want to scoop out
all their innards, leave their mangled shells
on the counter and pronounce yourself done
and done.

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Sapphos SisterSapphos Sisterabout 16 years ago
A little salt in the wound

I love it. Red and raw and dripping with venomous sin.

Love F

normal jeannormal jeanabout 16 years ago
another of yours

that didn't get the response it deserved. You really are good at this.

enjoyed,

nj

AnonymousAnonymousover 16 years ago
Lovely poem.

Beautiful writing. I was puzzled by the word "sheezzz".

RhymeFairyRhymeFairyover 16 years ago
OMG ....

Very, very dark and yes, sinfully erotic, somehow. Sizzlin lil pen here.