I want to fuck my editor.
I want him to plant his seedinto every word
fertilizing it with red ink and anger.
stroking the pen against paper delicately,
making me feel fizzy
Ripping off my top and deleting it
so he can take a look at the similies and metaphors
sucking them till they pop. He’ll scan it
analyzing every muscle, every tense spot.
“work from the bottom and up each stanza”
I crouch down and look down at his tan bare feet
Maybe we can make this ours
A little sexy Ars Poetica…
Wanted to thank http://ericmvogt.wordpress.com for nominating me for my first award. It’s an amazing feeling to be recongized. I try to write poetry thats not all love poetry and when I do challenge myself and someone notices I really appreciate it. Thank you Eric!!