Monday, May 18, 2009

glutonous lions

those which bare their teeth lust to rip each thing
limb to limb.

whored one partner to another?
or are the seasons as much a myth
as the words you have written.

3 comments:

g said...

again...lust! my previous poem?

"you" in this case me?

seasons myth like time

Dr. Strangelove said...

yes, again a response to that poem. as for the characterization, just seemed to me to be the right word at this moment in time.

Dr. Strangelove said...

also an attempt to respond to your one liner which followed my one liner. could be that your one liner had nothing to do with mine, though I thought it was a response, thus I responded to that. a bit spaced at th e mo me n t .