50 States of Pray

                                                                   

Today  Mark Koopmans has brought writers from all over the world together to share our hopes and dreams for 2014. Thanks to Mark for creating this worthwhile effort, and thanks to our troops for keeping us safe. Wishing everyone a Merry Christmas and all the best in the New Year. Be sure to visit the talented contributors to 50 Shades of Pray . In the meantime, I've decided to go in a slightly different direction.
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Grey Matter

What is this place,

Lots of strange devices.

No, I'm not making a face,

Yet, another guy with vices.

Please don't tell my folks,

They raised me to do the right thing.

If only I hadn't eaten those yolks,

My thighs look huge in this swing.

Sometimes I want to raise my fists,

At all the duds I've gone with.

Wasted time on that psychotic machinist,

Not to mention, that misguided multi-linguist.

Though bitter at first,

Sweetness flows in gentle gates.

Flourishing in pounding bursts,

Blending together to percolate.

I pray that we'll stay,

Tightly bound at the hip.

How my lips burn to the fray,

For his deep, rich macchiato with extra whip.