Body Parts Poem by Midnight Clarity

Have you ever looked at elbows?
all the curliques and curves
all the bone and sinew
sometimes plump
with dimples elbows?
have you ever really looked
at the grey and brown
and sometimes grimy black
of them? The oh so sharp
of them in ribs, the really
not that funny pain deep
in the bone of them?
Elbows, just a joint
we cannot smoke
although they sometimes
crackle pop and on their
tender side they shield
the softest skin for kissing
stretched thin with just
a hint of salt for flavour.
Love elbows!