Public Water Slide
Aqua concrete,
With skinned knees,
And that Alderman
Fat and
Inconspicuus,
Until mother
Filmed him.
The water slide,
Slick and Fun,
but not after
I sprouted
Pubic hair.
And then,
in winter, the
frozen air
Tempted me
To fornicate
In that very
same place.
I pray for
An earthquake,
To shatter and
Dismantle this
Deception
Copyright © Ian D. Campbell | Year Posted 2013
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment