Erotic poetry

F IS FOR

F IS FOR

I plunged into a dictionary
of modern thought

since you
don’t want me sexually
your body a demilitarized zone

sublimation can be such
a beautifully metaphoric
self-deceptive art

so
in your
philosophical fantasies
feel free
to exclude me

in a few days I have already made
such huge
progress

fallacy and fallibilism
key words I’m learning now

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Erotic poetry

ORCHESTRA PIECE

ORCHESTRA PIECE
“messing with people’s heads”
Jimi Hendrix

you are piano
are
guitar: lead, bass, rhythm
full electric
wall
of feedback

you are fish slipping between
net and fingers
escaping
at speed
off into the distance

feel of you
so special but
the sound of you
music
to my ears

as if a
chamber orchestra set
task of playing
music of the spheres

you are
the conductor who
marshals everything (my
best military
metaphor
military metaphor
personified)

two instruments, two pieces, sonatas, songs
and their players and composers
fused into
one

now especially
now suddenly

now
now
now

crescendo is summit of all we have
crescendo
our everything

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SIXTEEN

SIXTEEN

chess is pure
you could play
faultlessly
could find sequences
of moves that
redefine the very
notion of victory

and you my queen
your breasts are faultless
perfect pieces
unto themselves

the calculation put into
them as opening
masterful enough to
refuse and
defeat
any gambit

and the rest
they rush across the board
like the whirlwind of Mongolian
mounted archers

what can
resist that onslaught
knocking all arrayed against you
desperate to
checkmate mate you

absolutely for six
(or would that be — sixteen?)

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RK

RK

come visit me
in my cave of
cats and
poetry

there will be scope
for philosophy too

we can
argue, discuss,
dispute, define

prove
each other’s existence
with speech and touch
(wish I had
more time!
wish
I had more time!)

and whenever
desire for dialectic
happens to pass

can help you
make a room
for yourself

a bed
for yourself

life for yourself
even
but not
a bath

together
we can bathe

can be
sweetly, sexy
socialist

I will
bathe you
good

(wishing I had
more time
more time
more time!

wish more time
was a thing I had)

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