for J.C.S.
eye search her when I see her
hungry for poems
like an insect eater, waiting for one to alight
to snatch at
poems hover about her like fruit flies
hover over pineapple
I’m cutting into pieces and eating
over orange I’m separating into plugs
to partake of
over cantaloupe, papaw, water melon
I shove my knife in
to slice a chunk off
© Obediah Michael Smith, 2007
2:31 p. m. 19/09/07
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