june two
words emptied
strewn like
hidden mines or
easter eggs
hidden
like another deception
each step, tenuous
as you wait for
the explosion
or the stench…
meanwhile
3am slid
like soft skin
across
my belly
tickling out a crazy
laugh
it rumbled from
deep within
erupted like errant
volcanic blast
bursting out
of my lips
my cheeks numbed
with guffaws
giggling until tears
came and
i could no longer
speak
i realized
oh baby!
have you been
dupped!
poet men
gotta love ’em!
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