Exotic Body Parts
In Dysarray

You say your anatomical snuff box
Cannot accommodate my proboscis
And my hairy glabella
Is not my best seller
.
And your lovely lunulae
Wave me off every day
All of your body parts, mundane and exotic
Are fuel for my drives, untamed and erotic
.
Inhale my seductive nostrum
Placed right under your philtrum
Don't deny the scratch for my itch
That persists as pruritic acnestis
.
You narrow your canthi
When giving me stink-eye
But paired dimples of Venus
Provoke spread of my genus
.
So why keep your legs akimbo
Just to offer me Limbo?
Perhaps your parts would be better
If they weren't so altogether
.
I could have a bag, for each part, titular
A collection of each part singular
And every very lonesome now and then
I could put you back together again
About the Creator
Gerard DiLeo
Now in Phase II of my life in Hull, MA. Tangential thinking, amygdaloid incentives, and hippocampal flashes from left to right on the page. (Phase I: New Orleans.)
https://www.amazon.com/Gerard-DiLeo/e/B00JE6LL2W/
email: [email protected]
Comments (9)
How perfectly morbid. Remind me never to come near you. Ugh! Herman and Leticia Munster would be proud. Kudos TS.
Well, you pulled a Star Trek. "Boldly went there." LOL Well done!
congratulations on TS. This was brilliant.
Reminds me of one of my most favorite films May. Putting a friend together with different parts 😳 Very good use of language here
This was so stunning and biological! I hope that makes sense, lol. Loved your poem!
Very unique way of presenting this - I enjoyed reading your words.
Surreal, chilling and clever. I'm more clued up on body parts now too.
Oh, I like this, esp. the words I think I know! This is really clever and well done, like my last girlfriend's pudendum...! ;)
Terrific & surreal!!!💕❤️❤️