Venice Poem by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
Venice
Venice piddles proudly on glass waters
With stilts, grey and dewy.
She posts blandishments on the
Spine of Italy, a robust peninsula.
Evening charms her wildly with
Eastern protocols of sinking sun,
Sweetly orange and fantastic,
Burning soothingly the buttocks of the sky, and
Reflecting genially on the anus of her vaporetto -
The virginal energy of Venetian waters
Cruising out the hell in us.
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