half-blissing realize warm nuzzle surprised my nape should be almost audible those ploops of arm hair up with such force as torpedoes zooming under their root, tenting, marvel at the floor, spotless without nub litter of goosebumps blown off as confetti only the steady smooth step of shadow, sliding away chuckling —
Tag archives: humor
this is focused
this is focused hay caught in your hair (is that so much to ask for? city streets, not withstanding) wobbly wishes can’t make it so I may have to pretend there is fluff to brush away, apart from that in my logic. — from (one word prompt http://oneword.com/) —
judging by what passes as evidence
I browse titles of how to manage toxic people poetry of skill and terrible import(ance) and think the solution in my hands, the books read each other and self-annialiate, leave me to cleaning the floor in peace, with time leftover to have friends at tea. — O’Hara wrote http://audiopoetry.wordpress.com/2006/06/23/why-i-am-not-a-painter/ Why I am Not a Painter, […]
show me a bit of baudy
show me a bit of baudy for all the strut, where’s the magic touch proof muscle shirt Cohen verse, kleenexed codpieces of pity lines, the main thing is what I paid to see offstage — not the dance, the full (round, monty, backle) naked contact with greatness, with god. Now unbuckle the clever fripperies of […]