She sniffed my collar bones/Upon further investigation

(Disclaimer: Two poets..over a cup of coffee..threw words at each other..some squinting it took..result..Two freshly baked poems)
(Words given to make a poem:
Cake, brown, clink, bloat, pounding, parade, investigation, bloody, nipple, itch, social, carpet, hugs, cheeky, fog, albumin, hood)

 

—–Upon further investigation—–

There was a clue found

hidden deep within

the smudgy gooey brown cake

recently devoured at a social gathering

where hugs and wine flowed in rivers of giggles

until a cheeky man revealed

from under his fashion street hood

a horrendous sight

an albuminy

bloaty, itchy

ghastly

nipple

pounding with pulses of pleasure

after which the revelers disappeared in to the fog

the kind that descends like a cloak of embarrassment

the rest, was brushed under the carpet

of course it was a great success.

Signed.

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—–She sniffed my collar bones—–

and investigated my flimsy hug
she sensed an itch stitched on my albumin-chest
and our jaws clinked when she tried to
brush the dust off my nose

I swallowed a breath and puked
some dozens of fog-webs

she offered me a piece of
her nipple-shaped cake

she was nice enough to pound
for me
on her brown carpet
but I would have preferred a parapet

A social gesture that was
made her carpet bloat a little
and a parade of red ants
got dismantled & disheartened

my cheeky faith
lost its faith in womanhood that night

 

Signed

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