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PTR  ·  1970 days ago  ·  link  ·    ·  parent  ·  post: QUICK! What's the last poem you wrote?

Probably not what's expected, but my wife was making beef au jus and joked that the only missing ingredient was me (I don't join her in Denver until later this month).

I was in a Halloween-y mood, so I wrote this to tease her. I'm sorry in advance.

  Pierced by my ankles

You hang me to dry,

And there 'cross my neck

Slashed your knife to the bone.

"It's done now!" I cry.

No more can I groan.

  Down through my veins

Spills my blood through the slit,

And there pools below

In the vat from my limbs

Into the pit

Where the churning sauce brims.

  And that afternoon

One can see you again,

Dunking my corpse

In a vat-full of sin.

You look up from eating

With a thousand yard stare

"Take my french dip, bitch."

You double-dog dare.