Eeek Love: Poems by Mary Bast is now available at Amazon.com.
My passion for the skewed, the avant-garde, the idiosyncratic – poets, writers, artists, visionaries, whistle blowers, and everyday goddesses – stems from a childhood juggling the act of “good little girl.”
Behind the pigtails I was a voyeur of the sensational.
This collection of poems is a side show of performers from the circus of my imagination, the nice girl unmasked.
Here's a sample:
I will be a happy infantby the time we die,enraptured,gurgling with bright joy,unmuzzled, unfettered,pleasured in our play.I am your trampoline, your top.When you come out with methe rings we circle make usdizzy with delight -your cunning lips,our loose gameslighten me with innocence.You wheedler, you tempter,my heart frolics, mesmerized,aroused perversely so thatI, a gibbering idiot,am on the leash of your eyesand you must walk me, slobbering,pat me on the head,explaining me to strangers.