Gentina Art

Gentina Art

A Poem


John Presco


Baring a shoulder

flashing a bit of knee

I am torn

torn in love

her thumb at

the point of the heat

I have never been to Argentina


She stick her symbols

innocuous festive people

having their way

with her nudity

she can not own completely

an arrow


this way and then that

fails to distract me



those brown brown nipples

the flying saucers

stuck in her arm pits

can she guess I am

a small breast man

intrigued by her long face

born of

the long-faced kings




About Royal Rosamond Press

I am an artist, a writer, and a theologian.
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