Edible Blonde

by Christos Polydorou

Your body
is a smörgåsbord,

I want to pull
your blonde hair,

and kiss you
fully on the mouth,

but I am too “Mediterranean”
for your Rekordelig.

Replace my black hair
with blonde:

Will I then be
worthy of your song?

Replace my brown eyes
with blue:

Will I then be
good enough for you?

Pour you a third
fourth pint of fruit cider:

Will I then be
pale enough for you?

Your body
is a smörgåsbord

behind a pane of
shop glass.

If I throw
this brick

through it
will it make

any difference?