Summer Sausage

~Summer Sausage~


As we watch butterflies
flutter towards the August sun,
it's easy to imagine their wings

turned to toast; their bodies,

fried to small sausages.

Our appetites stirred,
we take off our clothes,
have each other for breakfast,

which we both know

is the most important meal of the day.

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This one is really fine!

This one is really fine!