VERSE
Scheele, Roy
ROY SCHEELE COMB HOMEY The cells gave way beneath our spoons until the plate ran gold and drooled and the honey worked clear at last. No one could eat fast enough just then or take in...
...No one could eat fast enough just then or take in all the sticky mess in one greedy gulp of a glance...
...Having broken the seal and eaten, we ate to the full, leaving the rest to fill, sweeten and start to pool...
...Our hands drove in and took a chance, no more bothered by each other than by the bits of scaly wax that strung out the taste on the tongue, such was the hunger we brought to it...
Vol. 103 • August 1976 • No. 17
