[Another of L.E. Leone's Dating Poems - enjoy!]
JOE
No, I didn’t like the way
you touched my face,
first date, at the counter and
without tenderness. More like
testing
a piece of fruit.
I’m sweet I’m soft
I’m bruised I’m ripe
I’m hard I’m furry
sticky crunchy juicy,
I have a hole in me
from another piece’s
stem, the sticker will
be hard to peel if you
wash me first, and
there might be a worm
in there. True, I’m
nutty buttery bananas
to your waffle, Joe,
but I ain’t fruit,
fuck you.
L.E. Leone
© 2010
Wonderful. Such a joy to read that I have read it twice. Clever, clever, clever.
ReplyDeleteThis is why I read poetry, why I love humanity in all its juicy, sticky, crunchy, wormy messiness. Brilliant.
ReplyDeleteI am adoring these dating poems. Thanks for introducng them to me.
Earthy and delicious!
ReplyDeleteUtterly enjoyable. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteHi Alan, Nana Jo, Willow & Dave: & thanks all for responding to L.E.'s poem!
ReplyDeleteWhoa! Go, L.E.! I want to stand up and cheer for this one!
ReplyDeleteHi Karen: It is a rousing one, isn't it? Thanks for stopping by!
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