My Poems Know Your Secrets

See them hiding there…behind The ass-umptions Peeking within the cheeks of clauses Phrases Phantoms daring to pronounce Your memories Best forgotten and sullen Actions Pole dancing impressions on the axis of Anxiousness Sliding silently along the line From hip to clit A cocked look from the slit ‘tween Consonant on vowel a.e.i.o…you Know the no-nos Whispering around conjunctions Reminding you of other _unts Too old or too young for sanctified hosts Oh God…please don’t tell anyone …still God knows and my poems… My poems know your secrets

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