M & Ms
Liz sips a single malt scotch and smiles
With the deepest “Robert Palmer Video”
Lips. Thigh, lips, smile, teeth.
Later she grabs a round of canapés
For the flowing crowd who have come
To be “in.” Sex, walk, smoke, metal.
Synaesthesia overcomes the timid, while
Sending subtle lightning, illuminating
Souls. Money, hard, wood, floors.
Italo Calvino wrote eleven stories into
One. Born to reverse-rebounding lust
Unrequited. Lips, sex, hard, bed.
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