Beguiled

Decoy Love
twitches indigestible
like a bony lizard's tail
caught in the lover's mouth.
Jettisoned,
the body darts away
on scaly, prehistoric feet
tiny heart beating
blood roaring in ears
sliding its furtive, heaving torso
into the nearest
deep, cool crack.

 

 

I am more of a prose person, but every now and again, the muse snaps my bra strap and I come up with stuff.