she's hotter than a thousand suns
he's a solar flare tornadotheir bodies slam against
the closet wall
biting other's soft necks
sliding into each otherhot rhythmic motions
purple grape panther
morphing into lava lamp
blobsrotating doors,
throbbing red
curtains
ENTRANCE, EXIT,
ENTRANCE
OH.hotter than a thousand suns
solar flare tornado
they come
for a moment
they are Eternitythen both sweaty
meatbags again...sounds unscrumptious,
but you should've
seen the smiles
on those sleepy embers
YOU ARE READING
(untitled) -- a collection of experimental poetry [COMPLETE]
Poetrymy keyboard is a minefield. my mind is broken glass. when my body bursts apart, the shards catch light and look like blinking stars. ( 1 year of poetry )