"Poetry catches me with her toothed wheel
and forces me to listen, stock-still,
to her extravagant discourse.
Poetry embraces me behind the garden wall, she picks up
her skirt and lets me see, loving and loony.
Bad things happen, I tell her,
I, too, am a child of God,
allow me my despair.
Her answer is to draw her hot tongue
across my neck
she says "rod" to calm me,
she says "stone", "geometry",
she gets careless and turns tender,
I take advantage and sneak off.
I run and she runs faster,
I yell and she yells louder,
seven demons stronger.
She catches me, making deep grooves
from tip to toe.
Poetry's toothed wheel is made of steel."
~from Adelia Prado's "Seduction" 🖤🌹🖤🌹🖤🌹🖤 📷: dear @jelly.wilding
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