It’s tough for non-political posts to seem worth the time needed to tap them into existence. And my own contributions to the site after the Poobah invited me on as a contributor have been, er, slim at best (1). So I’m jumping at the charge to introduce something rather different into the discussion.
Yes, I’m breaking from my e-silence by shunning the election-fueled spin cycle and diving headlong into the sad reality that no one with half a nut in their head reads poetry these days. Damn shame.
So, with cannon blaring here you go… Contrarian Poems 1—a love poem nonetheless. Enjoy.
Making love with you
Is like drinking sea water.
The more I drink
The thirstier I become,
Until nothing can slake my thirst
But to drink the entire sea.
Keep reading and listen on.