NIBBLE
nibble she says
nibble and
lick
the following rhyme
would make some sick
but
tyger tyger
burning bright
i am waiting
for the
bite
Even when Death inhabits a poem, he does not own it. He is a squatter. In fact, Death owns nothing. – Todd Moore
nibble she says
nibble and
lick
the following rhyme
would make some sick
but
tyger tyger
burning bright
i am waiting
for the
bite
Maybe a moment of lightness (but not the unbearable lightness of being type of lightness) during a time when the situation seems serious … but then I began to wonder if the bite will come during the second Tuesday of November … what then? DaP p.s. not every bite is sultry and seductive …