The Flash
by Eric Obame©



I push it in

I pull it out

I push it in

I pull it out

I do this for about a minute or two

And then it happens

Old faithful shoots again

The volcano blows its top

The cork comes off the bottle

Party

Not a party

She’s not smiling

My balloon is deflated

She won’t blow it back up

Perhaps I can pump myself back to full size

I just need a little time

I kiss her

Ear

Neck

Nipple

Belly

There, below the beltline

No go

She’s a statue

An angry looking one

If she wasn’t a woman—
my woman

Bringing warmth into my life like the moon in the night
sky

More beautiful than Angelina Jolie in Gone In 60
Seconds

Her lips are as sweet as a pineapple

And she always seems to smell like strawberry ice
cream

If she wasn’t a woman

My woman

She’d be a gargoyle

A man must have control over his actions

I’m a boy
About Eric Obame:
Eric Obame. was born in Africa, and raised in Europe for a good part of
his childhood. His family and him came to the US in 1983, when he was
nine, and has lived in the US ever since. Eric started writing poems in
college, but the writing bug bit him after graduation.

In December 2002, he received his Master at Towson University in
Maryland , where he majored in film. Eric has written three scripts.
Although he loves movies, he is equally fond of poetry.  His poems have
appeared in various journals and on the internet, and it is one of his
literary goals to have them published as books.
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