Treasure Island

Larry Hussey

(41 / Seattle, Washington, USA)

Power Lunch (In Poetry Slam Style)


The power lines vibrate with the flow of the city
of potential and hope but never pity
it heats the water drips and trickles
in your shower over your hips and pimples
the taut elastic of you bra strap twangs
as you fasten it in front and twist it back
when your power suit is complete its out the door
as you think 'Its been too long, I do need some more'
at lunch you see me and give me a flirt
but I'm slow on the chime like an introvert
so you stare at me until I get the message
that was as obvious as the Northwest Passage
so I joined you at your table, if slow to the punch
so we could enjoy our power lunch

Submitted: Thursday, March 01, 2012
Edited: Thursday, May 03, 2012

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This is fiction. I wanted to use the word introvert in a poem, and rhyming it with flirt is perfect.

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