Monday, November 02, 2009

Morticellas

little deaths, little deaths,
orgasms, and insults.
read in the flip side of a maple leaf
vein vanities and blusters.
the foresight of beasts
who know when not,
and just when to
stick it in.
after a good romp
dog dampened chest fur
heaving up and down
against moist ground
-little deaths.

1 comment:

Sheri said...

Wow, o mighty! Love it....