The Sand Hill Review http://www.sandhillreview.org
2005
At the Mermaid Bar
There are some things you just ought not
swallow,
Like the ink of squid squeezed from a body
Mostly living at the bottom of the sea.
The fuzzy ten-armed tentacles swimming
In a
There are some things you just ought not swallow.
For lunch, beside the
There were sucker-bearing octopi
Mostly living at the bottom of the sea.
Drunk, my man reaches for bare bosoms
Of tan mermaids in the underwater tank.
There are some things you just ought not
swallow.
As I looked, the fishy women thrust back
My stare, lured on by other-worldly flesh
Mostly living at the bottom of the sea.
I longed to lounge in the languid sun,
Submerge belief for what lay beyond,
Mostly living at the bottom of the sea,
There are some things you just ought not
swallow.