i gotta be honest
i am having some trouble conceptualizing this
like the last one
i was thinking about projection
and the concept that emotions are flashed on the skin
as a form of non-verbal communication
and the waves came to me
and then
it just flowed from there

today i had a few thoughts

foods that would be nice to lick off
and i had some trouble with that

then i went to this flower nectar metaphor
and it didn't work for me
it just seemed phoney

so i went back to food

but by then i have this whole picture in my head
of a cabin in the woods
and the fire
and the kitchen
and the rain
and
superfood concoctions
that could be rubbed in
and smeared on
tasty
and good for both internal and external use
and oils
and massage
and the messiness
probably just need to do this all in the kitchen

but though this could be playful or erotic or both
it doesn't lend itself to the way i was writing
which is the way i like to write
and
i remembered today
that the english teacher who wanted me to switch to creative writing
back when i was in high school
she told me that my writing reminded her (or some of it, anyway)
of ovid
and i had forgotten that
that was cool

but there's no way to make this that
i feel like the cabin scene is pretty concrete

we've gone up to the cabin
and it starts to rain really hard
so we can't go out to the lake
we stay in

and we listen to the rain
and we're mixing up smoothie bowls
and there's cacao powder
and acai fruit powder
and bananas
and tiny droplets of honey
because honey is very sweet
but just a tiny taste of honey is delicious
plus
i'm thinking of the pairing in my mind
and buttery is the way i've always thought of it

maybe this is not poetic enough
but
for me
the fact that it's all concrete
and real
makes it more exciting
in a way
like
i've never done this whole food scene
it sounds fun

plus
in front of the fire
you smell like the desert breeze through the sage
and i'm thinking tequila
not anywhere that would burn or hurt
but that leaves a lot of skin in play