Friday, September 6, 2013

Exercise 54 (Ways of Making Love)

This exercise comes straight from languageisavirus.com, a great site for writing prompts and exercises. Bernadette Mayer has many wonderful writing experiments, 82 of them listed there. I picked a number at random (using a number generator from random.org) and got 54... excellent!

54. Write the poem: Ways of Making Love. List them. 

Well isn't that exciting! I'l try it!

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Ways of Making Love

  Making love on furniture:
                kiss your neck on the couch,
                      goosebumps
                           behind your ears
                  and in my fingers
                    wrap the wisps of hair
                            tug
                              slide my hand
                           under you
                     lift you up to meet me;
             
              Spread your thighs on the coffee table
                  nibble gently, at first
                    hold an ankle
                        run a hand up to your knee
                            pull you
                       into my mouth;
                 
           Bend you over the computer chair
           the desk
           the stool
           the walls are fine too
                     for pressing against,
           the floor
           the sink
         
Romping naked, outside
       bite each other in the starlight
             dew collecting on our bare skin
         blades of grass, hundreds of fine tongues
                         licking

Grab each other by the waist
      and dive together
           into the warm pool
         collar bones and shoulders
               edging out of the water
                thighs intertwined
                   
                       ~sink~

          shimmering water's surface
               cascading bubbles
             sunbeams lightly spearing our flesh
                 muted by our depth

In the closet, pitch dark
     dungeon dark,
  in the dirt in the cellar
        grab handfulls of earth
      clench teeth
 dissolve in the stark emptiness
     
  I cannot write them all,
      it is not possible
         these will just have to do
           for now
         ways of making love
      I'd like to try all of them
    again and again
         and find myself
             and you

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