Jeffrey Philip Clegg

Rookie - 3 Points (09/12/1959 / Macon, Georgia)

Rubber Soul - Poem by Jeffrey Philip Clegg

You come out of the master bedroom closet
in the daintiest of nighties
I do all the talking as we
lay down on the bed
I whisper sweet nothingness
into your unhearing ears
I fill you with my love and
you make squeaking sounds

I would offer you a post-consummatory cigarette
but I fear you might melt

I rinse you out
I deflate you

I stick you back in the closet...
next to the air pump

Comments about Rubber Soul by Jeffrey Philip Clegg

  • (6/23/2005 9:20:00 PM)

    I think it was in a 'remark'able magazine. (Report)Reply

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  • (6/23/2005 1:11:00 PM)

    Hey! Wasn't this published in a very cool poetry magazine recently? You know I like this one. Makes me laugh. Only you! (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 21, 2005

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