Sucking Face in the Park

This week’s poem comes from Joel Nyland.

SUCKING FACE IN THE PARK


TWO PEOPLE

ONE SHORELINE

TONGUES INTERTWINED

DO THEY SEE THE GEESE WATCHING THEM?

DO THEY SMELL THE DEAD SALMON?

DO THEY SEE THE HIKERS PASSING BY?

SO INTENSE ARE THEY WITH EACH OTHER

NO ROOM FOR OUTSIDE BEAUTY

THE SUNS RAYS THROUGH THE LEAVES GO UNNOTICED

THE SOUND OF THE BUSY WOODPECKER UNHEARD

THE CRUNCH OF FALL LEAVES UNDERFOOT

DOESN'T BREAK THEIR SPELL

SMOOCH SMOOCH SMOOCH