shots #2.5 where blue is rain is no more
- melting -
as the sun cut across yr emptiness; broken; missing;
libido in limbo; an end with no beginning; terminated first impressions [out of service]
years ago; clawing yr way through mud to the shores; of the western lands; always approaching; never reaching; the snow beneath my feet; how it sparkled in yr hand
where blue is; no more than smoke in yr eyes becomes a shimmering blade; a mirror
where rain is; no more than tears in yr eyes becomes a fragmented scream;
& then another ...
-cracking-
as the thunder split yr eyes & the rain pissed down yr face;
the angelic poets in the pit, poets with a clit; blow their bebop [harder; than hell]
i lost myself; on the wasted streets of living dead suburbia
pounding the blinding night w. dirty boots & a dead girlfriend
where blue is no more than the flickering lights of abandoned underground stations; a scream
where rain is no; more than the metallic sweat of a restless night; becomes
hallucinations in red
-dreaming-
as winter fades with a smile blackening stars dance; barefoot on soft smooth [grey matter]
flowers of pulsing lights the sensation; pure unforgiving lust; melting like fire on snowclad mountains of madness; crash through the prisons of our minds
covered in lace; yr soft wet body; conspirator of lascivious lunacy
where blue is no more than the vortex of yr insatiable collapsing star - black hole
where rain is; no more than the dying breath of my beloved siren;
my scylla & charybdis
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