TRIOLET THURSDAY: Two by Heidi Czerwiec
DETRITUS
We shed a lot while making love.
Yet what we gain, by what is lost
along with all the hair and skin we slough
(and we shed a lot while making love!):
our inhibitions at being in the buff,
the weight of failed loves past
We shed a lot while making love,
yet what we gain by what is lost!
TRIOLET
I praise the circumference of thy shaft!
All night long, O my Evan,
I praise it lowered, half-, and fully-staffed.
I praise the circumference of thy shaft,
but most of all I praise the craft
with which you work its inches seven.
I praise the circumference of thy shaft
all night long O my! Evan!
Yep. That’s about what I expected from the likes of her.
I’s surprised, actually, that her lover has a ‘shaft’.