Σ τ α λ α γ μ ί τ η ς - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

a small orifice
with a stalagmite
is this a cave?
i ask and then
desire boils in
my head, i have
to enter, guilt is
born, this is not
mine, but owned
by someone else,
i dream of red
cherry inside my
tongue, ahh, i must
reason out in order
to forget, this is
nothing but a
purely nothing
but calcium

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 11, 2009

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