Blueberry Pie~A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPole~hmm~I baked it From the liquid ink of my heart Plucked each aortal gem From symmetrical branches Of arteries; Of course I am being rather silly Dreaming in Pulp Fiction But I am quite sincere Not the evil witch Of a gingerbread house More like the good witch In the grip of an unusual obsession With the culinary arts I baked it from the tattoos Imprinted in my skin Butterfly fruit in honeyed bread belly A circular sweet Cooling on a window sill I know the Prince will be back From the Bayou And then I will take his name tag Pin it to the door Pin him to my hips My lips stained With blueberries My soul stained With infidelity As I conveniently Desperately Try to ignore The despicable gold band That always ruins the mood
And as always I will pin his name tag to his button down shirt box the pie send him back into the swamp to face hungry alligators And I pout And pluck And bake And decide to treat myself To a full Pink and white set Appointment at 11 Nothing like a nice Set of nails To scratch The unavailable man Off the cutting board And this poem was supposed to be A blueberry seduction Damn morals
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Added on March 25, 2011Last Updated on March 25, 2011 Tags: poetry, stupid reality, invades, my sedutive poem, turning it, to ethical mush, damn it, selene skye AuthorNoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPoleAsIf, Trippy Cottontail, JapanAboutVictoriaSelene Skye Deme Author of. . . . ~CrowWoman & MudGirl~ ~Eve's Rib~Jezebel's Hips~ ~The Raspberry Girl~ ~Girls With red Hair On Cherry Cadillacs With Bushido Swords~ ~From The Gutte.. more..Writing
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