Dirty Art
I’m ready for a little artwork, baby,
so could you grab for me a shovel and
a pail? Let’s head down to the seashore. Maybe
you’ll lay your body for me on the sand?
I need some sand with grains of silt and clay -
a little dirty - just like “sexy you!”
Such grains (when mixed with water) lock and stay!
With sand like that, there’s so much I can do.
I’ll blend it with some water from the sea
to make a castle. YOU will be the base,
I’ll thickly spread that mixture wantonly
along your body – stopping at your face. . .
No crashing waves will sweep away my art.
My castle will have barely got a start.
posted by Andrea Dietrich, 5/7/2012
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