Mockery of the Ormo

You flow over me, like water,
From a sky that is dark as night,
When it is not night.
I hear you hum softly,
So come to me and sing the songs of Ormo.
Splash upon me your love,
Like the moon on the wolf,
Broken bones of a skeleton,
Like pretzels in jello.

Smell the umbilicus, like water,
Pouring from the womb of mother Gaia,
As sung in the songs of Ormo.
I feel you against me,
Like passions upon passions.
I hear your love song,
Like the cackling of the wood thrush.

I call out for you, like a sandwich in the night.
Let me place upon you my organ; the blessing of Ormo.
Walk with me, like a banana,
In the street of love,
Lit by the lamps of passions.
Let us wear shoes together,
Upon our feet, like others who have walked before us.
And we will know love.


Mocking someone.

From Pennsylvania. BS in Film. MFA in Creative Writing, emphasis on Screenwriting.

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Comments

  • Anna S.
    Anna S.about 1 year ago

    Considering the banana walk…:)
    Good to see ya John :)

  • Good to see you too, Anna! I think this may be my most romantic piece yet. I hope everyone considers the banana walk. :)

    – johnmiller

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