Eddie Haskell's fingers
strip naked
the blood orange.
June Cleaver's head
bobs and sways.
Her extended tongue
lustfully awaits what
Yaweh has forbidden.
Eddie places the flesh and blood
of the orange upon her tongue.
Hey eyes become like lasers.
She knows.
Yaweh and Lucifer:
identical twins.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem