Wednesday, June 22, 2016

POEM: "Gloop.Soup.Sand"


Sometimes a ditch
makes a body stop
gloop or soup or sand
one itch from staying there

one reason for altering a mind
anyway, this is my declaration
my didactic, my fierce invitation
it's the Sunday I'm in this bar

trying to write you this poem
it's a perfect autumn evening
I'm making notes to perfection
on the subject of making love

I wonder why more women don't
just make their menfolk laugh.

© 2015 Rob Schackne

Painting: Edward Hopper, "People In The Sun"

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