Mr. Raccoon! Mr. Raccoon!
Can't you play with me somehow?
No, I am eating dinner now.

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Love note #5; Heartburn

August 13, 2015

To Ms. Lopez the lovely, single school nurse
From Dooely, your recent patient

Nurse, I need medical attention!

What a holy visitation,
my angel made of satin.
A gluttonous heart eats your image.

My gluttonous heart was swollen.

Stunned by Cupid’s baton,
I came for medication,
Bruised, in hunger and damaged.

Don’t let me perish!

Your ice pack cannot extinguish
my burning inflammation.
Oh the inferno in my chest!

This aching heart yearns for stimulation.

Nurse, I’m filled with excitation.
Nurse, I’m still famish.
Nurse, I cannot rest.

RE:To Dooely, my recent patient
From Mrs. Lopez the happily married school nurse

You came to me last week,
A face colored scarlet,
And clutching your cotton tee,
You complained of shortness of breath.

Other symptoms were:
heart pangs,
sweaty palms,
dessert dry tongue,
And horrid theatrical acting.

Oh, what an endeavor
for lust is uncurable.
But the flames in your heart will cease
if you take pepto bismol.


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