The State of U
Posted on | June 7, 2004 | No Comments
I plant kisses across
The State of U
the way dandelion fluffs drift on puffs of breath
and land
with random determination in fertile fields
reaching out with sinewy roots to grip the earth
and claim a plot as their own.
I water these kisses with my tongue
and watch them grow
into writhing ecstasies,
entwining themselves around limbs
so they may climb heavenward.
Someday
these kisses will bear fruit
and assuage my hunger
temporarily.
Category: a musing
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