SPANISH FLY
by Bryon D. Howell


Help me up -
when I fall down.
Prop my head
against the sink,
if need be.
In the dim
restroom light
that reflects
off the wall's mirror
through all the fuzz
and haze,
I actually look
attractive

being used.









BODY WORSHIP

Bare-bellied
in the bedroom,
Perhaps coming from
the bath.
You look like every invitation
to every party I
dreamed of
but never happened.
I salute the sensibility
of your stomach
I pledge allegiance to it,
as my only flag.
As I slide my mischievous
tongue,
deep into -
your belly button,
I bask in the notion that
I'm not worthy
of kissing your lips
like this.
And so I take -

what I can get.
About Bryon:

Bryon D. Howell is a poet currently residing in New Haven, Connecticut.
He has been writing poetry for a great number of years. Recently, his poetry
has appeared in poeticdiversity, Red River Review, The Quirk, The Cerebral
Catalyst, and The Lost Beat. Bryon is also the Editor-in-Chief of four online
poetry 'zines: The Persistent Mirage, Bringing Sonnets Back, Quentin's Naughty
Poetry Journal, and The Brave Little Poem Daily.
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