I live straight down from the zoo
and I think about sex, easing in
pulling out, the soft swinging
penises of snow leopards
in the dark, the nubbins of apes
the reproductive rites of giraffes,
the passions of pachyderms,
emus seeking grace, peacocks
shrieking and shuddering, bats
flying, cats crying -- armadillos
rattle with lust, flamingos
stand on one leg, the gnu
waits wondering. Under the sun
and the moon, do they think
about me, lying down hill,
living so close to the zoo?
1 comment:
Hecate:
Divine picture to go with the poem!
Namaste,
Jan Haag
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