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
Retired, not tired. In Life Phase II: Living and writing from a decommissioned church in Hull, MA. (Phase I was New Orleans and everything that entails. Hippocampus, behave!
https://www.amazon.com/Gerard-DiLeo/e/B00JE6LL2W/
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!!!💕❤️❤️