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The Professor Who Could Hold His Liquor | A Poem by Daniel Klawitter

The lover of inquiry must follow his beloved
wherever it may lead him. –Plato, Euthyphro.

 
I am the scholar of your lips–
A not-neutral academic

Of the careful cartography of your hips–
Which demands an engaged partnership.

Your body is my dissertation–
The sole subject of my study.

And in my imagination–
You’re like bourbon from Kentucky.

Well-aged and enjoyed in moderation.
Too much consumption offends proper modesty.

I take you instead in sips–
I drink you up responsibly.


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