my burning banana

My Burning Banana

My Burning Banana

Set my banana on fire!  See, it's peeled!
Set it on fire with your brandy gaze!
Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, oh yes!  You wield,
you brandish fire, setting me ablaze!

Oh serve me up with sweat, the flammable salve!
You can be my waitress, not my bride.
You can be my stranger so we have
pleasure of fornication, else denied.

But dancing in the flames who is the third,
the shadow of our shadow bright with wings,
chanting, Holy, holy when ye play?

John Milbury-Steen

John Milbury-Steen's poems have appeared in The Beloit Poetry Journal, Hellas, Blue Unicorn, Kayak, The Listening Eye, The Neovictorian/Cochlea, The Piedmont Literary Review, Scholia Satyrica and Shenandoah.  He served in the Peace Corps in Liberia, West Africa;  did a Master's in Creative Writing with Ruth Stone at Indiana University, Bloomington, Indiana;  worked as an artificial intelligence programmer in Computer Based Education.  He currently teaches English as a Second Language at Temple University, Philadelph

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