Lay a naked slug on your neck
and watch it fizzle
like the putrid snail
I slaughtered at six
after licking red licorice
I’ve a taste for candy bars
followed by potato chips
lime after lemon
and the flavor of your nape
after the apple
has rotted away
The Hungry Artist 
Oct 22, 2010 @ 11:37:44
The tastes, smells, and sounds of this piece are visceral and alive, especially the second stanza.
Oct 22, 2010 @ 16:47:02
Thanks Tyrone. This poem is one of a collection/chapbook I’m working on, “The Sensuous Poems”…