Poetry

In Which Akiva Posts Some Recent Poetry.

If You Were a Chip: A True Story
By Akiva

She puts me in a bag of chips
and stirs me around and around
She wants me to know how they feel
Investigative Journalism
Method Acting

My Claustrophobia kicks in
I pray my salvation arrives
In the form of salsa

Instead
She picks me up
Swallows me whole
As I go down her throat
I hear, echoing behind me
"If you were a chip
this is how I'd eat you"



Sole Purpose
By Akiva

You come inside me
Your smell so familiar
Yet it repulses me
I feel your toes
Wiggling
Tickling
I've been waiting for your touch
To fulfill me
I am bound
These ropes you've tied
Hold me together
And tear me apart
I can tell you like
The feeling of my tounge
I can tell you want me
So we can go for long walks
I am so proud to be yours
Proud to be your shoe