She Lounges Hungrily
by Sy Roth
inamorata of the deep
frozen into their thousand-year dreams,
feed wryly upon one another.
champagne remembrances,
asexual canoodling
and noisy their pomposity
accompanied by a cacophonic ocean.
this passel of blue mussels
are adrift on their final ocean.
In their bunkers of rotting plaster
and heroic busts,
the lovers rattle old sabers
fusty with the weight of their incarceration,
musky relics that she will wrest from them.
bunker tunnels echo with their ancient thoughts
tattooed on deadened lips.
last dances as they cavort on tables,
amid lusty wishes of forgetfulness.
their illusions rocked by boomlets,
baying soldiers,
and armies that raze the living into fetid mounds.
unabashed adoration remains scattered
in the silence of abandonment.
they prepare themselves for the meal the world must have
while she lounges hungrily in a corner.
loss lazes like a grimy dish rag on a spent stove.
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Retired after forty-two years as teacher/school administrator, he now resides in Mount Sinai, far from Moses and the tablets. This has led him to find words for solace. He spends his time writing and playing his guitar. He has published in Visceral Uterus, Amulet, BlogNostics, Every Day Poets, Barefoot Review, Haggard and Halloo, Misfits Miscellany, Larks Fiction Magazine, Danse Macabre, Bitchin Kitch, Bong is Bard, Humber Pie, Poetry Super Highway, Penwood Review, Masque Publications, Foliate Oak, Miller’s Pond Poetry, The Artistic Muse, Word Riot, Samizdat Literary Journal, Right Hand Pointing, The Screech Owl, Epiphany, Red Poppy Review, Big River, Poehemians, Nostrovia Poetry’s Milk and Honey, Siren, Palimpsest, Dead Snakes, Euphemism, Humanimalz Literary Journal, Ascent Aspirations, Fowl Feathered Review, Vayavya and Kerouac’s Dog.
