Thursday, August 7, 2008

Let There Be Arm Candy



Let the spiritual engine be
captured in tasteful nude photography.

Let the double-thickness gloves
make the Red Tail hawk feel filial piety.

Let all sentient beings
benefit from sweeping gothic capes.

Let all spontaneous slow dances
have raspberry centres.

Let the brunette with the bull’s eye corsage
take you home in her Dodge Neon.

Let all eyes in the Food Court turn
to the monk’s forearm,

as he displays his blind date
like an resigned

matador.

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