A Beef Steak Poem by RIC BASTASA

i know you have decided to take the
code of the vegetarian
in the party
the host is warned to serve
veggies, not to disappoint you
the important one
the celeries, the lettuce
apples and peaches
pineapples and papayas
spinach and cabbages
your taste of the leaves
and the pulp
and some fresh juices
your body has become
frail less the bulk
of the muscle and the
meat
somehow, you glitter
and glow like a
traffic light when
you see me alone
with my fitting blue jeans
and my bulging
spare parts
you like it
i give the signal
i am blank
you can fill me up
with an answer
true, yes, go,
take me

i am your beefcake
i taste like your
irresistable beef steak
take me tonight
i am obliging in love
eat me
take me to the warmest
part of
your throat

i am your man
i keep your secret

on some expensive
equivalents, you know.