...so Jack Anders can critique it:
El Culo de Bettie
O, what is the point of speaking
in anything but tongues?
There are too many
throw pillows in this room...
back into me, back that
into me, let me
make your eyes change color.
O beat me, beat me, beat me
at air hockey.
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Here is the review of your poem:
http://cafecafepoetry.blogspot.com/2005/06/poetry-love-beauty-notes.html
i love this. the subtle change in tone towards the end took me by surprise.
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