Lubritorium        

Cryptic...I dig the roll of this Lepp. but I 'd be lying if I said I caught it-(felt like a burn)

cheers, Soul

I think my choice of title has thrown the poem to disarray. me being lazy again. I'll sort it out in a bit, maybe add some lines onto it for a bit more clarity

appreciate your thoughts, good fellow  

Although the title would suggest that the piece is about a car, I think it could be applied to humans in a sexual and/or restorative way.
The third line could be read into on many levels in metaphorical ways, such as tail also being like tale as in lies..this one is rather cryptic to me but it adds to the piece in a clever way. I really like the mystery in this one because it is almost mocking, as though claiming to be simple in its complexity. Great work
Thanks for the read
Keep shining :)

Cheers, Missus Moon

I’m not 100% sold on the title (a new word I happened upon somewhere) so I may change it again. that said, you’re ridin’ the same wavelengths so perhaps it’ll suffice

thanks for dropping by, Mikki. your thoughts are appreciated

Dark? What's wrong with "Erotic"? :)

I think it can only be taken at face value, so as a filthy, rotten sex poem.

..but the title! :)

don’t you think (assuming you are right) placing a poem in erotica might be counter productive in a sense (probably not the right word). if a poem is erotic then the label is redundant anyway ..or some such argument :)

The title is sex, too, man. I mean it could be about a car or sex, and poets hate cars. Fuckin' detest 'em. :)

Sex is a dark act, anyway. One of the very few things we've continued from our hunched ancestors.

or ..maybe you gots sex on the brain.another thing  continued from the hunched ones

but yeah, I agree for the most part.  

I like this very much, Eamonn. While it is short, the sadness of the satisfaction her soul receives from pain comes through.

Tony
 
that’s pretty much it in a nutshell.   well it was the thought that I tried to translate bar the sadness.  and why I figured the dark genre would be the one.
 
great to see you knocking about, good fellow and thank you for your time and thoughts

read this many times..n yes cryptic though, what I could get n feel is the realm of immense pain that those whatever craziness follows almost involuntarily proves her a release, though could sense self-destructive darkness n ofcourse whynot, shades of eroticism as well. the title reminds me of a remedial solace , as also eroic in the other sense.. #juz my thots, tks fr this read n cheerz fr the short format, bold effort Lep!

cheers, Uma

that’s a nice in-depth analysis into the mechanics of the scene. another less spoken analysis might be that the twitching gratitude may be because an ordeal is over.

thanks most much for dropping by, delving into the words and leaving your brain-print

A bit like an extract from 50 Shades, only a touch more literate... Reminds me of a line in a Stephen King novella: ""Especially those. Would you like to come, Darcy?"
She came. And she came on their wedding night, too. Not terribly often after that, but now and then. Often enough to consider herself normal and fulfilled."

cheers for dropping by, AspiringLibrarian and for laying down your thoughts

I like the title Craic makes me think of a place androdenous androids go, doled out a pitance at a time of course.

My sainty however can not be verified.

I like your thinking, Mr Moon

and I have long since questioned your sanity, I've concluded it's right up there with the best of them.

cheers for the drop-by and words good fellow

I'm confused as to if the title changed before I got here... Or it has been misconstrued completely.

DON'T change it! It's perfect!

Besides why do only cars have to go to a place to be lubricated. Everything and everyone who needs a bit of the ol' petroleum jelly would pitch up at the "house of lube"

Nice piece dude, that third line changes the entire piece. It also does that for the frame of mind when reading. It's perfectly dark and humorous today :)

Al
good to see you aboot

I think it means service station..

thanks most much for your presence and words, good fellow

That was pretty small, but it actually had a meaning to something as I read it anyway. I find this more than dark, though haha. Credits to you, good sir!

cheers man, welcome to this place and thanks for dropping by and throwing down your thoughts

Nice , I just wish it wasn't gratitude for some reason

aww, you're a big softy Gigi :)

'cue for dropping by

This is beautiful. I admire your work.

hey, stranger. could it be ..is it really you, or is this some illusion  ..a cruel cruel illusion  
 
great to see you back, Lady. and thank you for dropping by and leaving your kind words :)'

There will always be the drive to read your work :)
Good to be graced with your eloquent ways.

Ahhh, CraicDealer, luv ~ :-*

Mercy! This one is rather breathtaking. And, incredibly torrid. Transcendent as well, luv... :-* How remarkable this one is, but then that's how it should be, Sir, ne c'est pas?

Lady Savaja
 
breathtaking, torrid and transcendent are words I would associate with this poem also, and luck too  
 
I saw a blind man read a description of a lady, then sculpt a bust to the image he'd conjured. it turned out very close to her actual image
 
thanks most much for dropping by and leaving your thoughts, Lady    

truly don't know why this is so powerful but it is. economic but emotional.

hullo, lady

and welcome to DUP, I hope you have a pleasant and rewarding stay

thanks heaps n bunches for dropping by and leaving your footprint


...I think it's so powerful cos I wrote it  heh heh

This is extremely moving
and painted in mind,

No words ..no words..
my gods, that is all..

Lubritorium.. love that.

-Howlings

Lady Whelms

Happy to have moved and painted
and most happy to see you've dropped by and left your thought print

thank you heaps and bunches