literature

feasting on a lover

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I entertain your darkness, as you entertain mine.
Those epic moods are food to my soul, sweet and toothsome.
A fit feast for poets and artists and those brave souls
seeking sustenance in something, someone, more than bland.
More than simple nourishment, boring and lacking spice
to stimulate the tongue and the palette, nutmeg, cloves,
cinnamon and a hint of deeper treasures, heat
that only comes after many courses, when gluttons
slip away to digest what will sustain them, stale bread
crusts that were easiest to obtain.  Not savoury
or deserving to be savoured, flavoured clumsily
with just enough sugar to hide the masala within.
I want the flesh, the blood, the marrow untapped, not wrapped
in an assembly line, a disquieting disguise.


William F. DeVault.  all rights reserved.
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