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- THE ARCHIPELAGO OF KISSES
- by Jeffrey McDaniel
- We live in a modern society. Husbands and wives don’t
- grow on trees, like in the old days. So where
- does one fi nd love? When you’re sixteen it’s easy,
- like being unleashed with a credit card
- in a department store of kisses. There’s the fi rst kiss.
- The sloppy kiss. The peck.
- The sympathy kiss. The backseat smooch. The we
- shouldn’t be doing this kiss. The but your lips
- taste so good kiss. The bury me in an avalanche of tingles kiss.
- The I wish you’d quit smoking kiss.
- The I accept your apology, but you make me really mad
- sometimes kiss. The I know
- your tongue like the back of my hand kiss. As you get
- older, kisses become scarce. You’ll be driving
- home and see a damaged kiss on the side of the road,
- with its purple thumb out. If you
- were younger, you’d pull over, slide open the mouth’s
- red door just to see how it fi ts. Oh where
- does one fi nd love? If you rub two glances, you get a smile.
- Rub two smiles, you get a warm feeling.
- Rub two warm feelings and presto-you have a kiss.
- Now what? Don’t invite the kiss over
- and answer the door in your underwear. It’ll get suspicious
- and stare at your toes. Don’t water the kiss with whisky. It’ll turn bright
- pink and explode into a thousand luscious splinters,
- but in the morning it’ll be ashamed and sneak out of
- your body without saying good-bye,
- and you’ll remember that kiss forever by all the little cuts it left
- on the inside of your mouth. You must18
- W R I T E B L O O D Y P U B L I S H I N G
- nurture the kiss. Turn out the lights. Notice how it
- illuminates the room. Hold it to your chest
- and wonder if the sand inside hourglasses comes from a
- special beach. Place it on the tongue’s pillow,
- then look up the fi rst recorded kiss in an encyclopedia: beneath
- a Babylonian olive tree in 1200 B.C.
- But one kiss levitates above all the others. The
- intersection of function and desire. The I do kiss.
- The I’ll love you through a brick wall kiss.
- Even when I’m dead, I’ll swim through the Earth,
- like a mermaid of the soil, just to be next to your bones.
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