Understanding --New Year's Eve, Taos--Understanding5 days ago in Concrete Poetry
You slipped into the study,
I followed, locking the door.
Your sarong shucked up,
Hazel eyes, serene, oval face,
Blond hair all in a swirl.
Now--eased--on your side,
Still coming in ripples, you
In the cove of my arms.
I whisper, just the beginning.
"Baby, too fast," you say.
I grab a fistful of damp hair.
Your nails rake my cheek.
from FOR S., 8 POEMS (4/8)
The girls defeat two armies of boysThe boys make ready to assail and take the castle wallsThe girls defeat two armies of boys5 days ago in Concrete Poetry
Defended by the girls, their quest to prove who really rules
Their cocks and balls on full display their confidence to show
As swords held high to teach the girls who’s boss they bravely go
But soon as they approach the castle walls despite the fact
That they are many and the girls but few their first attack
Across the open ground that lays between them and their prize
Shot through by female archers many hundreds of them die
But even though their losses are immense for little gain
The boys press on regardless convinced that to sustain
Such slaughter their opponents have not the ammunition
A foolishly unfounded and most costly supposition
Well soon their slain are piled so high before the walls the boys
A bridge of their own slain to gain the height of them enjoy
But as they spill across the battlements their gleeful yells
Of “Prepare to take our cocks you bitches” quickly are dispelled
For all that they en