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Licking Beef
Your curves
Your sensual lust
Thrust of a tongue
Oh, dear,
Beef, no more

I went to the drugstore
Picked up dinner on the way
Stopped at Exxon
And forgot the children at school

Sorry, I forgot
You were Kosher
And I, just blind

Your father is missing his index tip
Lost it at the machine shop years ago
Autumn leaves make our bed spread
Shaking hands of wet tears

In and out
Film outtings
And burning sensations
Clean, crisp salad, packaged tightly
Every night I wake for coffee
Past the toast
And we'll be friends
Past the beef
And I'll be wed

 2001 David Greg Harth @ 1515 NYC