ANECDOTE 007: August 20, 2006
For the Love of Good
Am I your strangling strange or passing passion fruit?
Plucky am I--a choice pick indeed!
Am I your provision providing ritual intimacies? Am I your
nutrient nourishing thought feelings?
Am I your peace meal, a bit by bit offering to be pecked
at will: grains for the brain, the chaliced carbohydrates
that make you roost and crow?
Or am I your saccharine grace saving, serving sustenant
death dealt handily for altruism pluralized, phased in recipes
disastering deeds--sacrificial fidelities?
Bulbous beefcake protein am I with loin offerings. What
right do I have to your tenders, to your alterations, to
Fecundity feeding frenzy, what good version, as
love, are my ethnic viscera ingested as casually suggested,
but not formally recommended?