History Lesson

Not sweet, meat
bent upon electric forms
to conform about waists
kept slender under shelter.

Unadulterated.

Hot feat, feet
fording the Hellespont
under the spoon of a moon,
beckoned across by three lusty maids.

Shockingly revealed.

Top head, needs
encouragement, shaved,
oiled with Aegean olives,
smart and smacking.

Predestined.


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