Thursday, October 31, 2013

Literary Critic, as Lover




A subtle probe – a sweet considered pose – softly
incrementally investigating motive – an assuaging
and engaging private glance -- a sense of immanent

romance which darkens into secrecy -- an inward
leaking fear, preternaturally near the source – all this,
of course, to wield his deep discourse – his field of art.

How proud he is to commandeer this steed! He’ll talk
around profound circumferences, indeed – tracing
tributaries of the heart to summon up their seeping

mysteries – make them bleed – detect the differences
between the random force and the involuntary blast --
attend to the remotest rhythms of a horse’s ass.








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