That Grind We’re In
It’s dancing near the kitchen stove.
It’s love.
The foodies’ dance that raises stakes:
It makes—
when entrées for their tastes abound—
their hips grind round.
Those who dance in kitchens sound
like famished couples having fun,
and frisking so they’ll soon be one.
It’s love: it makes their hips grind round.
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Ralph
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