Paul Adams

Crazy Burrito

CRAZY BURRITO

 

I love you dear Burrito.

Encompassed in a tubular crepe

rocketing my taste buds and neurotransmitters

into a field of delight.

 

I love being drawn metaphorically into the

conflict of the human condition.

The condition of you Burritto being

drawn to my tummy.

 

Your crepe lips collide with my flesh lips,

and your bean content becomes one

with my stomach content,  in a play

of unity  ‑ unity  with a hint of disturbance.

 

When your crepe lips and my flesh lips collide,

You bring me joy and pain  ‑  joy and pain.

YouÍre a GI rocketship you crazy burretto.

YouÍre a GI rocketship you crazy burritto.

 

Kiss my GI system into submission

with your dance of taste and nutrients.

And help  me to submit into the knowledge that

I love you crazy burritto.

 

Like a long lost lover,

I love your crepe lips despite the pain.

So I wrap my lips around your lips,

and consume you with love and pleasure.

 

And chew you,    and absorb your bean soul

into my effervescent soul,   residing in the house that God built.

SO SOON WE MET FAIR BURRITTO ‑

AND SO SOON WE SAY GOODBY.

 

No praise to the phallic images of man.

striving for immortality.

Just a salute to you, and IÍll not forget you

you wonderful,    tubular,    pleasure crepe!