Thursday, September 20, 2012

If Only...

     slightly, that subtle inebriation
warmth caressing my organs, sliding inside, swishing in tides
               staring at the ceiling, waiting for the lightening to
     strike
infiltrate my system, poison it with vicious passion, push the
  pistons to pulse, booming into billions of blossoms



infused with illumination...


working out to gain, gain, achieve, succeed
the organism smaller, emptier, alone, deprived smashing
      


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