Drunken Desire

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    Drunken Desire

    bodies long for reciprocation,
    noticing her sensual geometry,
    uttered plentiful supplication,
    replied come home with me

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    MichaelTierney’s Poems (34)

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    Eden Sacked 3
    Hardpan Cornucopia 4
    Silence 4
    Itchy Trigger Finger 5
    Fluid uncertain vulgar shell-shock 11
    US Redefined 6
    These are 1
    Missed Inspiration 2
    The Juggler 2
    When the Music is Over... 1
    Lust for Life 1
    He had his way with the ladies 1
    paraphilia 1
    Drunken Desire 2
    Broken 4
    My Nightime Lover 1
    Soul Progression 1
    Meandering, Searching for Home or a Cigarette 1
    Lost to the riptide 0
    Cannon Fodder 0
    Zombies Attack! 4
    Love Garden 1
    Coffee with Loki and Lucifer 3
    Ambiguous dance of life 2
    Darwinians 2
    Love and other natural disasters 2
    The Lonely Lover 3
    Misdirected Minds 1
    Ballad of the Broken Heart 1
    Scarring Mrs. Muffet Was So Fun We Decided to Do It Again 1
    Trial of a Bouy 1
    Like my spirit, needs no title 3
    Chastize Me With Your Love 2