A wild arrangement of words,
Random,haphazard,wierd
Unknown,irritating,loving,
Maybe an essay or a satanic hymn
And what else?
Are we lost or not alive yet?
….
Have you seen the angel sleeping on your alphabets?
Have you seen wings as white as the morning sky?
Twists and turns,meaning,then mockery,
Meaning again
The religion begins,symbols everywhere
Words flowing through our minds like thunder
Imagination to civilization
And finally a way to suffocate
A sweet transition –
from creatures to fossils.
Words split
Patterns on her forehead
like visible cracks on glass
Sensual progression of heat,rage,thin pleasure
And radiowave in her head
I made love to her
In a slimy shade
Took a bite of her lips-
Smell of a nuclear winter
…
WE ALL WERE
WE ALL ARE AROUSED!
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