Litkicks Message Board Archive

Four n' Twenty

Posted to Poetry




Four and twenty
times this week
they wolf eachother down
a slurp a suck a crunch
that softly scatters
their brittle top layer

Just imagine
It's the meat pie of passion
this gristly steamy mess of flesh
spilling
oozing
running down your front
hitting your lap
so
burning your thigh
and
making your cheeks red as tomato sauce.