PSYCHOPATH

 

TRUE LOVE,
WITH ITS
LONG-SILKY

LASHES

AND
RIPPLING
MUSCLES
 
IS
A PSYCHO-
PATH.

STILL...

A
HOT SAUSAGE

DRIPS
SEASONED OIL

UPON MY
PALATE

OF
EAGERNESS.

FIRE-RED
PEPPERS
 
SLIDE

DOWN MY
THROAT

SLIPPERY
LIKE OKRA.

I HAVE JUST
SWALLOWED

A
PLATTER
OF

MADNESS.

Alice Parris