Tuesday, April 24, 2012

She Used to Twirl (#NaPoWriMo 23)

Today, I wrote a poem using a work of art as inspiration. This painting comes from Vince Coates, a local (and very talented!) artist in Frederick, MD.

My girl was candy,
Sticky more than sweet,
Bonding tooth to tooth
And tongue to roof.
Swallowing her is possible,
But she can never be digested.
She leaves me sore,
Stuffed, yet wanting.
I beg for just a few more bites
Until I split,
And of her,
Only a stick remains, unraveling:
Moist paper where my girl
Used to twirl in me. 

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