Alan Britt’s most recent poem to appear here was Blues, published as part of Contributor Series 9: If Men Had Ears.
Common Love Poem
By Alan Britt
By Alan Britt
Chili pepper … torso twisted
into a 5,000-year-old lover’s frozen bones.
The tongue of a tropical disturbance
teases jasmine below bedroom jalousies.
The quarter-moon sickles her way
through pine needles bleeding rattlesnakes
coiling the hourglass hips of high school sweethearts
as though they were the cottonmouth lovers
we so desperately seek as we caress that cool chili’s
bones frozen like our 5,000-year-old lover’s.
