A Young WomanÂs Tongue
by Ronald A Pavellas
Suspending the usual mild revulsion
I feel in seeing pierced young bodies,
I asked the pretty waitress her reasons
For having put a stud in her tongue.
(I was somewhat reluctant to ask
So I wrote a nice note to her
Saying I have merely a poets interest
And that she need not answer)
She was delighted with the attention
And proudly thrust out her tongue
To show me three, smooth, shiny metal spheres
Proceeding, in line, toward her uvula
I made a proper and subdued exclamation,
And repeated my question.
Oh, I dont know I just wanted to do it.
I was fourteen it was five years ago.
I asked: Was it rebellion? Adventure? A dare?
No, there are reasons others have, but I dont have them.
Which I take to mean she wishes for me to think
She has not employed her tongue and studs lasciviously.
But, nonetheless, I cannot help but imagine
Those three object sliding gently against
Some lucky fellow's phrenum:
One Two Three AHHhhhh.
She received a generous tip.
Posted on 12/04/2001
Copyright © 2023 Ronald A Pavellas
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Leah Laiben on 12/06/03 at 04:40 AM|
hehe...the last lines shocked me! enjoyable read...thanks
|Posted by Delilah Coyne on 03/20/06 at 06:44 PM|
This is entertaining, edgy and at the end, surprising! great work!
|Posted by JD Clay on 11/10/06 at 04:40 PM|
If poetry is designed to heighten the readers awareness you have succeeded with this delightful piece. I like your style.
|Posted by Mo Couts on 06/06/11 at 03:31 AM|
As someone with a pierced tongue, this made me giggle and go 'oohhh' all at once; thank you =)