And if I Invite You...A Poem by Marie Anzaloneerotic, some languageAnd if I invite you… to a philosophical debate in my bedroom, a poetry reading in my bed? Time wants to f**k us anyway, so let’s invite him and his muses for a full-blown orgy; I´ll place my head between his thighs, and you, well you know well what to do between mine. Make me your canto, hang me from the ceiling tell me what to call you tonight. Whatever the flavor of the evening demands of us. The muses might watch and learn something from us or they might just partake. One never know with muses. But let’s yes! explore the meaning of quantum physics while you lay trembling on the sheets, let’s stroll some paths through Hell on the way to pay for some real estate in Heaven. There is no better time than tonight; I will send the invitations and you- bring the wine and the restraints. We’ll make some kind of toast to everything the prudes of the world don’t want us to ponder. I’ll light the fires on the hearth, in the candelabras, in us, and we’ll make Time want to be fucked by us for once. © 2022 Marie Anzalone |
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Added on May 19, 2022 Last Updated on May 19, 2022 AuthorMarie AnzaloneXecaracoj, Quetzaltenango, GuatemalaAboutBilingual (English and Spanish) poet, essayist, novelist, grant writer, editor, and technical writer working in Central America. "A poet's work is to name the unnameable, to point at frauds, to ta.. more..Writing
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