“Secret Pie”

And when there’s people we meet

That ask just the right questions

That strip us

Deliciously bare,

We smile

In cahoots and in company

Biting through,

Ravished and ravishing

With eyes that lock

But don’t have to

Yet,

They can’t help it

So they help themselves

To a slice

Of pie.

This poem is part of a series of 25 daily word experiments I am committing to for the month of October. The motto: “Sometimes garbage, sometimes sweet, not fun everyday, but everyday anyway!” Intrigued to experience what can be created (and discovered) in the process of developing a consistent writing practice, I will be writing a poem a day until my Vocal+ subscription ends at the end of the month. Let’s gooooo!