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'A Unique Sexual Ritual at The House of Francis' by Jake Tringali

7/29/2018

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Jake Tringali is a writer living in Boston, Massachusetts.  Runs rad restaurants.  Thrives in a habitat of bars, punk rock shows, and late-night adventures.  His book Poems for a Neon Apocalypse will be published in October 2018.  He may be found at jakethepoet.wordpress.com.
The following poem describes a unique sexual act performed in the 1930s by sex workers, and was first published by Westwood Journal of the Arts in 2016.
I sip Campari from your left eye
   unclothed, yet inhibited
   your beauty lies sacred before me
   more nude than naked
 
I sip Chambord from your right eye
   the house of madam francis
   holds appetite and fantasy for
   this eve’s sinful rites
  
I sip Chartreuse from your left ear
   now, let’s not be craven
   shallow dives to wet the tongue
   aural exploration
 
I sip Vermouth from your right ear
   your nervous giggles abate
   my dating needs are fickle
   in this hellfire club
 
I sip Absinthe from your left nostril
   be still now, as the
   flower abides to the bee
   your petals aflutter
 
I sip Fernet from your right nostril
   the sting in your nose
   may feel deceiving, the
   warmth is friend, not foe
 
I sip Genever from your mouth
  share with me this
  eau de vie
  our lives and lips locked
 
I sip Whiskey from your cloaca
   you whisper a low sound
   animalistic
   my carnal vessel

I sip Brandy from your labia
   your ceremony ends
   sweet ninth orifice
   now drunk, and seeking remedy
 


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