Ray Freed

Etiquette - Poem by Ray Freed

I want to walk up to you
and say the night has legs
like blue machines humming,

I want to roll over you in a barrel
and survive, to build you a
noodle factory where workers

spin to birdsong, I want to live
under your skirt where the sky
is pure and without television,

I want to plant my flag on your moon
to wave in your rampant eyes
and walk down the boulevard

sliding my fingers down
over your rump staking my claim,
I want to breathe in

the air you breathe out,
to be animal to yours
sweating in the night

teeth bared, oblivious,
faster than light.

Let me introduce myself.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 2, 2006

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