Hot Dogs

 

We’re all hot dogs in a way,

A blend of races, faces and

Places of which we have no idea,

A romantic mix like an

Aromatic mystery meat

Tantalizing and teasing

Senses and emotions,

Those who think that they

Are pure beef should remember,

Like the whisking of aromas,

Embraces and clandestine

Encounters were born long

Before the sixties revolution.

 

Stephen Nesbitt ©

 

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