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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