Let me start off by apologizing. Dear self, I am sorry that I am going to possibly humiliate you by posting something more personal than usual. This poem is slightly embarrassing due to its fairly graphic nature. But I like it and have a "carnal" urge to post it. It's simple and sweet. Pun intended. Its meaning can be easily determined and is utterly blatant. In essence, this poem is meant to capture something that as humans, we all share, and that is...drumroll please...LUST. While lust can be something purely animalistic, I think its rooted in our desire to connect or escape loneliness, if not in the long run, at least momentarily.
In my psychology class we learn that our minds consist of an elephant and a rider (well metaphorically speaking, of course). The rider sits atop our elephant (desires, needs, animalistic tendencies), and struggles to steer it in the "right direction". The rider, who symbolizes reason and rationality, is not a ruler or a king. The rider is a mere servant who tries with all of his might to muster up all of his brute strength in order to control the strong-willed and powerful animal beneath him. Here is what I have realized about myself: my rider is absolutely awful. No, really. Absolutely terrible. My rider must have tuned out during training. He must have been a daydreamer, like me, and thought about what he was having for lunch later that day or something. Watercress sandwich or beet salad? (I don't know...apparently my rider has bad taste as well?). Because honestly, my elephant runs the show. I'm just lucky that my elephant happens to have goals and aspirations more complex than finding the nearest lake to bathe in or seeking out the next meal.
Anyway, I write about this analogy, because I have been grappling with my troublesome elephant or rider...I wonder who is more to blame in my life - the incompetent, defeated rider or the stubborn, blinded elephant? And so I have written this poem, or I guess you could say that my elephant wrote this poem. Ha. Wouldn't that be miraculous? If an elephant could write a poem. I'd love to see that. Well, I've seen and hoped for more ridiculous things. Alright, enough rambling, hope you (or your elephant) have a voracious appetite...because apparently, I do. :)
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Strawberry Shortcake
I want to consume you
Entirely
Like Strawberry Shortcake
Sensually, delicately
With a polished, silver fork
I want to slice into you
Sweetly, simply
Savoring every morsel
Every dry and moist crumb
And when I'm done
When I've devoured you
I will lick each prong of the fork
Slowly and meticulously
So as not to miss any drop of your taste
Or forget any inch of your body
I want to consume you
Entirely
So that even when you are gone
Part of you will still remain
Still linger
Inside of me
And I'll never feel alone
But more importantly
I'll always have the taste
Of strawberries
On the tip
Of my tongue
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