"Oh…"

"Oh, brother…

Oh, please.

…

...

Go.

Go, and be comforted.

Oh, the many…

...

Do not worry…

I reassure you,

They will lie with you.

Quick.

--Quick!

So demure,

For your comfort...

Of course.

...

No.

No!

Enjoy your good pleasure.

Oh, please…

Stay--

Keep away,

For your own good.

Such truth telling...

Such grinding of teeth…

—like Saw dust.

--like Old Bay.

...

They say:

You will wretch, if you don’t stay away.

Off.

Oh--off!!!

Off to the emergency with you!

The strokes, the heart attacks,

The pain!!

...

Unbearable, accountable agony.

Oh, Quick…

Quickly!

Anyone?!

Please!!

Sours,

Savory treats,

Gourmet sweets...

Yes, indeed—

Lest the medicine heal.

...

Quick!!

...

Meatless.

Sublimely superfluous.

Delicious masquerades:

"Oh no!"'s, and

"Yes, please"'s, and

"Oh please, forgive"'s.

And, yet….

You tempt me.

You will roll.

I will cut.

Slicing through haze,

I am granting.

I am grating.

...

Oh...

A dear, dearest friend—

My thankless, painful, welcome.

You are most welcome.

My sweetest dear."

MARIE MFT