Nipple

Mouthpiece
for the body’s instrument.
Its silence is another language.

Mountain peak.
It makes its own
wet weather.

Mouse-pink
& sensitive as a newborn
through old age.

Missed bit
of a continent submerged
in the unconscious.

Mouthpiece.
The scuba diver
can’t speak.

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Dave Bonta (bio) crowd-sources his problems by following his gut, which he shares with 100 trillion of his closest microbial friends — a close-knit, symbiotic community comprising several thousand species of bacteria, fungi, and protozoa. In a similarly collaborative fashion, all of Dave’s writing is available for reuse and creative remix under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 United States License. For attribution in printed material, his name (Dave Bonta) will suffice, but for web use, please link back to the original. Contact him for permission to waive the “share alike” provision (e.g. for use in a conventionally copyrighted work).

4 Comments


  1. Riddle

    Two mountains and the valley between.
    Two hands and a heart.

    Two lips and a throat
    singing an old tune.

    A small hungry mouth
    clamped on the nipple

    as if life depended on it.
    Life depends on it.

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