Tonight's Poet Corner: If You Were Stuck
If You Were Stuck by Belinda Roddie She drinks my lifeline from the heart of a coconut and she spreads out my dreams like dried fish on thinning string On this deserted island, we lay so closely together that the waves cannot determine if we are one person or two from a distance Now I take a sip of her passion It's sweet and milky, yet also leaves a bitter tang, lingering in the back of my throat like the aftertaste of a virus Once we build enough castles out of sand, we retreat to our own stitched out of palms and kelp and we will sleep more, if only so we can devour the wishes we've kept waiting for the fire for so long