Tuesday, February 12, 2019

Full Disclosure

We're kind of kinky
And probably stupid
Screaming into each
Other's mouths with abandon.
But hey! I don't want to continue
in Haiki here. How-everrrrr
It's our thing to poke
Chrysalis words forming
~ So, it must be love
Because here we are, baby
Trimming our toenails,
Eating our green cucumbers,
And spicy sausages . . . oh fuck,
I'm just going to say it.
Get a little bit closer.

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7 comments:

  1. Sanaa RizviFebruary 13, 2019 at 11:24 AM

    I love this!! Especially; "Chrysalis words forming,"... wow!!❤️

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  2. Priscilla KingFebruary 13, 2019 at 1:08 PM

    Green cucumbers and spicy sausages... ? Like the other Valentine poems in this link-up I suspect this one is really for one person.

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  3. Puncture PoemsFebruary 13, 2019 at 8:58 PM

    You don't eat cucumbers and sausages, Priscilla? You needn't feel excluded. I hope you didn't feel on the outside reading this poem.

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  4. KBFebruary 14, 2019 at 3:38 PM

    Nice!

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    1. Puncture PoemsFebruary 14, 2019 at 6:31 PM

      Thanks to you in NZ. My daughter spent a few months in your country and loved it.

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  5. FireblossomFebruary 15, 2019 at 12:10 PM

    "Two people in love pass me by, and heaven knows I'm miserable now..." --Morrissey ;-)

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  6. MarianFebruary 18, 2019 at 3:17 PM

    Dig this one too.

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