Sunday, September 18, 2011

Not Yet

Painting by Henry Rousseau, 1907.
image borrowed from site of Tess Kincaid

not yet

My barometer
hovers in space
between hot and hotter

I rummage for tepid words
the dictionary people
are not pleased

to find me
looking aimlessly
at pictures of exotic places

with naked snake charmers
daydreaming kisses
like soft sweet leeches

I stare and cross my legs
become a holy man
too hot for anything

except swearing



Tess Kincaid
September 2011

Posted over on her site Life at Willow Manor
Listed as #1 over on Magpie Tales 83

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