Jan De Raeymaeker

The Butt - Poem by Jan De Raeymaeker

Don't forget the butt
Do you feel sorry for it?
Shake your head sadly at its down-trodden looks
So abused, now frayed and thrown away

But observe the lipstick on its collar
It has felt the embrace of a woman
Or some painted lips
Has been ignited: set on fire with desire

Has been loved - however briefly
Has been longingly handled, touched: caressed
Sucked on wantonly
Pulled into a heaving chest

It lies now, not looking the best: broken
Its core crudely, publicly, exposed
Its heart torn open
Used and tarred, then discarded

Topic(s) of this poem: life

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Poem Submitted: Friday, July 18, 2014

Poem Edited: Friday, July 18, 2014

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