On Lust Poem by Kampanje Aubrey

On Lust

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Not anything
but a hot streak
of tragedies
whipping us
down the swivelling
road

Like a sheep to
an abattoir,
that does nothing
upon recalling
that this dance
mirrors
the one its eyes
have touched
before

Because desire
is a bottomless belly
and no one
can ever fill it
whole

Friday, May 8, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: lust
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Lust is like a bottomless belly that can never be filled
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jazib Kamalvi 23 May 2020

Such a nice poem, Kampanje. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.

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