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Sex to Go
Aroused by the damp
sultry aroma,
his head peeks from
its shell.
Her-- wanting anything
long and stiff.
Skin smacking like
dirty rugs,
leaving nothing but
the flesh on our bones.
Whacking pulse,
feverish breasts,
collapsed lungs,
and neighbors wet.
A tease of penetration
and then it's over,
like speed of fast food
with the quality to match.
Sweet Baby
I still feel
the warmth of
your kisses, and wonder if
you can feel mine,
as I blow them
on little bushels
of my dandelion wish.
Like a mountain you are my peak
spreading your wings across waves
of white silk--
unconquerable and unattainable.
I hear your wispy laugh
in the wind,
as it blows though my hair,
and caresses the black vines
growing from my heart, wrapping
themselves around my throat.
I can only pray the moon cradles you in her arms.
Through the night may pleasant
dreams play with you, and every day
may smiles skip from cheek to cheek
across your face and pinky swears
be an endless supply.
I hope there's only sunshine where you are.
Alone
You had a nightmare and I
told you I would always be there-
here I am.
Now I spend my days in apathy;
a shriveled breeze of antiquity,
and where are you?
My body feels like a corpse sometimes
only company swarming flies,
and she takes her time
fluctuating in and out of my mind
like a translucent memory making me mad,
Death is a little tease.
Sandy brown cock of guts
rotten,
used and crusted over,
squashed by a kiss from my sole.
Six legs twitch on the kitchen floor.
Intestines and scattered memories
spill from its mouth.
Wiggling antennas shrivel before
a miscalculated fate.
A scream echoes as one gets away.
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