Delayed Gratification

Delayed Grat­i­fi­ca­tion

I’ve been splurg­ing, splurg­ing! Splurg­ing on books!

Splurg­ing an already tight sheath on books

Forg­ing racks for deeper overstanding.

Price­less, price­less! This new com­mit­ment is

Laugh­ably so, if only for your dare:

“You need to read more baby…” devour books

In the way that I would have you do me.

Just once, just once, just once more: a quickie.

As I sit here, tall, a tease, perched for you

I pol­ish off this chap­ter, based solely

On the servile won­der of hands and knees

It is my homage to you! I assume

You read in the nude, I have fol­lowed suit.

Copy­right © 2011, Tynisha C. Leon

ABOUT THE POET

Hi there, I’m Tynisha C. Leon, writer, West Indian, mango-lover, founder and editor-in-chief of DASHEEN mag­a­zine — the online des­ti­na­tion where cul­ture feeds imag­i­na­tion. Join the cul­ture con­ver­sa­tions on Face­book, Twit­ter and Tum­blr!

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