Skin of tarnished silver, <br />Arched forehead and <br />Welcoming handle, <br />His teeth, Four prongs, <br />Brandished like serpent fangs. <br />Beside him, sits his <br />Oval headed <br />Sister, Her empty palate, <br />Waiting to be filled. <br />Resting upon <br />My dinner table- <br />A fork and spoon.<br /><br />Lazarus Knix<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sexes-of-the-utensils/
