Mulberry Nipples







jp melville, ellen stone beeken, elora, ontario, canada, poems
Mulberry Nipples
January 2019
jp melville


I lost my mulberry nipple love
Because of cold in temperature and cold of heart
Where I sleep, this cold vestibule-come-porch
I like all my blankets
Knowing that fossil fuels have pointlessly tenderized our souls
High and mighty horse I ride upon
Vanity
I think of Afat who was cold while we made love
Just another blanket and a gentle twist on the thermostat
Would have kept her mulberry nipples mine.

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