Freudian Slip – foto Smith
Foreplay
Freud comes tonight
to mock our mere
reflected lives
refracted fear,
shelf dependents
miming mirror
of every man and action.
In abstinence
such sibilance
through undue trade
and undulance
calls forth
in outlawed ambulance
emotional transaction.
These scars we horde
until they’re heard
to bargain bare
a binding word,
the players paid
and pompous lured
to daily dead transgression.
Nipples rise
through lemon dust
raw, red
and real in sapient lust,
emasculate tongues
court and musk
mother’s moist application.
— Smith, 1987
Moist application – foto Smith
Great poem, beautiful images. I would expect no less.
wow….. I really, really like the two photos.. what are they of? They look like in the bathroom mirror steamed up.. but I love the color and texture ,, everything about them.. really cool.
Poem also is a good one. I agree with Kevin..