Body Art

Body Art

A Poem by Alpris






midday is floating by
         shifting thin odoured fog


of pungent marks on the air

         looking at the herd of vermin


still; permanently resting on snow white carpets

         freckled with spurted Merlot


ragged clitoris and genitalia

         pleasured by a fond scissor
   

how lowly yet pretty they are

         in their emerald hues of greed and mold


i can feel the midday laughter

         hard and cold and

so hot

         tousles my lungs in laughter winds


blades painting the

         fate of my talented stroke


bending my will, to a snap

         there there, my little experiment,
                                    i am merely a body artist








© 2012 Alpris


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Certainly made me giggle... those darn Gremlins are everywhere causing havoc.

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Alpris
Alpris

Auckland, New Zealand



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Here is a reference to my artistry - a painting of myself and Myra Hindley: At the point of acquaintance , I generally go by Alpris; a name given to me by someone I don't know, let alone the in.. more..

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