The online poetry blog The Beatnik Cowboy, recently published this poem of mine I’d like to share here.
Caution
Desire
But what can one say
Except bloody murder
And oh, bloody hell I suppose
Lust
But what can one say, except fire!
Fire!
Attraction is a well-dressed killer on the prowl (in town)
And then… there’s the nasty, spell of seduction:
What can one say except – caution!
Caution:
(the threat of)
Falling in love is always around the corner,
down the street,
(just) As a trapped pig IS
Next in line for that slaughter