Friday, November 04, 2005

BURNER'S FANTASY

The milkpot sits docile on the burner
Stickey drops of water
Trickle down the sides
To the bottom on the flames.
The burner's flaming tongues
Raise resenting hiss' and tchas;
Knowing fully well
The anti-stance mutual
Why the watery drops
Should touch the flames in bad spots
Or perhaps.. a wooing
For a silent shimmer of intercoursing heat.