Protected: The Finances of Hate

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The new issue of the poetry magazine arrived in the mail today. The very first page

I opened was an ode to licking arses. Not figuratively.

I sat there overwhelmed and intrigued. I let the idea wash over me

and wondered Рwhat would Neruda think?  Or Byron?

Of this.

This ode to passion that sings of faeces eating.