for M. Hanna
pork to poke my fork in
apple to sink my teeth in
apple pie to put ice cream on
scoop or two upon her bosom
cleavage, two mountains
go between, flow between
into her navel orange
poet with pen,
eager to chase this river
follow it wherever it runs
even to thy kingdom come
© Obediah Michael Smith, 2008
12:15 p.m. 23.07.08
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