Jim Solomone – Two Poems
Excited
strutting around in the mush
of her expired convolutions
were an excited litter of thoughts
forever groping their way
to the dirty brown grin
of her under-medicated mouth,
hoping to register
with anyone
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Knuckles and Knees
how good it felt
when they did it
the way they had,
glandular heat
knotty flesh
knuckles and knees
rutting shame
all over the floor,
how good it felt