Transmogrify
2 min readFeb 16, 2018
What if I quartered you up
Like a grapefruit with my spoon,
Slicing between sweet and pith
As if I could eat one
Without your sour notes pinching
The back of my tongue
What would it feel like
To have me without
This flesh over this bone
The smooth place
Your thumbs rides between hip
Joint and thigh