Found poetry is the collage form of the written word. There have been many mornings when I have opened up my email and smiled, delighted at the chance offerings of random email titles strung together. I’ve threatened to dash off some found poetry but haven’t…until today. Today it was too good to pass up.

Is it grateful
Or guilty?
Grateful and guilty
Inspiration
From vintage sci-fi
Sexy footwear
Strangely
Grateful for winter woolies instead
Opting for Saturday comfort
Secretly hoping to ride the orgasm
For a wonderful Christmas.
O.
Write me
The story. O.
Of incense and peppermints
Of wild angular pursuits
Of summertime dahlias
All the tactile tall of it.
O.
Opulent pleasures
Sensual surround
Guilty. Guilty. Guilty.
Fantasy
Wrapped in wintertime woolies.

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