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By Jack Joseph Smith
Bending The Old Tree
Flutter the slightest space
of my eyelids
Way within
her long black hair
Move the elasticity
of my tongue
Over the balls
of her perfect feet
Original Scan
AI Interpretation
GPT
Bending The Old Tree merges the old tree and the beloved body in a brief erotic lyric where eyelids, tongue, hair, and feet are charged with concentrated attention.
It is intimate without trying to be elaborate. The poem trusts tactile detail to carry desire.
Claude
Bending The Old Tree. The smallest motions: flutter of eyelids within her long black hair, the elasticity of tongue over the balls of her perfect feet. Reverence as extreme close-up.