headline poetry

This blog began as an excursion to reintroduce myself to both “the news,“ which I abandoned nearly 2 years ago, and with creative writing, unvisited for over 10 years. The experiment returned me to writing, and convinced me to remain inattendant to the distractions of “the news”. Now my poems don’t refer to the reported doings of the world, but rather, to my own life’s headlines, the news worthy stuff in my direct, personal and unmediated world. See 9/11/06 for more.

Monday, August 21, 2006

juicy

the smell
to taste
a touch
the crevices
urge me gently
to need

your lust dangles
for ripe apples
the pips
toy with our lips
and urgently
i suck your seed

watch me
for your slathering lust
to dig its wet grit
into the supple skin
of my
bruised fruit

# posted by kachen : 9:18 AM

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