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Erotic Poem - Giving Thanks

Giving Thanks

You would not believe it; I sat
at the table with my f****y,
with my father saying grace, then
solemnly passing the bowls of
corn, of beans, the heavy
platter of turkey and dressing.
I filled my plate and lifted
my fork to my mouth,
but no matter what I put in,
it wasn’t what I tasted,
not the creamed potatoes,
not the smooth brown crust
of bread. It was you my mouth
remembered, the familiar musk
of your sex, its smooth heat,
its quick fullness. My mind was
a reel flashing pictures inside
my skull, and there was no detail
missing. I sat like a d***k
trying to act sober. I chewed
and swallowed while in my thoughts
I knelt; I gave thanks for you.


–Anne K. Smith,


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