Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

in an age of velcro
your numbness disturbs me

even with anticipatory self defense
I still worry about your sticky tentacles

rising up from the center
of your gooey invigorating morass,

reaching high to grab me like
a mobile rodent glue trap, tangling

me up in your indifference to sentimentality,
winding me up in your cat's cradle charm

of insensitivity to warm blooded bodies....
it irks me to no end to be attracted

to someone that's not my type.

saw, I really like this piece
it shows your usual thoughtfulness

good angle
combines the personal with the univeral

thanx Lrod....always pleased when I can strike a chord...

Saw, you tie it all together brilliantly with the last line. Well constructed and most excellent.

John

saw...i absolutely love this poem. naked to the bone honesty. love it.

thanx a million john and smile...always great to hear from you...steve