Short Fetishes Poems

Eproctophile

As fetishes go
This one you must know
Eproctophile – doctors will tell you
With the passing of gas
Arousal at last
Eproctophiles just want to smell you

Uncle Mike...

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how long
is a foot locker
and what
do they keep in it?

foot lockers
foot solders
foot long hotdogs
footballs
what is the obsession 
are they politically correct
or are they just a foot fetishes
at the foot of my bed...

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A sniper was around.
I did not want to rush 
and kiss the jessamine.

Last night, it was a 
retributory offer
to put off the candle.

I am here to stay 
for prudence, speaking 
the dialect of the nameless.

I survive the fetishes 
of light. O unknown, I 
live in darkness.

Moon was my solemn-
pledge. I had always stayed 
in the house of truth.


Satish Verma...

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Oh, darling!
Look what you did,
To trust you again,
My heart forbids.

My blood can neglect,
These nerves can bear.
But tell me, were you been paid,
To be my betrayer?

Left the pieces of my heart,
On the street you walk unshod,
Giving warmth by your feet,
On the tears I shed.

Wild fetishes of yours,
With my sweet fantasies,
Could never fine-tuned.
Might be the reason for our RUIN....

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I tell you
it is rough being the poet
of petty bourgeois 
middle class complaint. 
Sensibilities based in
the ordinary.
Fetishes and obsessions
clinging to the prosaic
with no great success nor
abject failure.
Some practical good sense
always seemed to save me
and render life and poetry
to a solid B grade. 

I need to drink and carouse, 
do drugs and gamble my last dime, 
and hang out meantime with the
wildest of wild women, but
I can't, so
I sit here waiting for
Gauguin...

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