liquid crystal dryads
VEVO pixies phasing
through familiar scenes,
Isis and Anubis were
drunk in Vegas
mounting strippers
snorting cocaine
slapping flesh against
sizzling flesh
licking stroking fucking
spanking undulating waves of
tantalising twerking
sweaty spread apart thighs
bulging out of fishnet,
swinging twisting humping
in the flashing strobe lights
pounding music
pounding heart
pounding away at her
warm wet insides
while she moans-Anubis grew bored,
he walked
into the stars
along a winding
celestial threadfrom above,
the city looked like messy
circuitry:
ugly, mangled,
and confused
encapsulated in
a sphereAnubis,
red-eyed and furious,
bore his slobbering fangs
coated in Columbian snow.
he madly tore apart
the Moon's anaemic dress,
slammed his throbbing
sarcophagus cock
into the Moon's pale vulvathe Moon let out a moan
of pleasure
and exploded into violent
holy orgasm,
shattered like a disco ball,
left only dying flamesshards of lovejuice moonlight
fell in heaps
across the shockwave-levelled city,
gobs of hardened jackalcum
flattened luxury sportscars,
became raining sparks
like icepick raindeprived of her neon glamour
and cunning voltage geas
Las Vegas was now a
lightless graveyard --
statues and screens
were less lifeless,
more Greek --
plastic, aluminium,
polyurethane statues,
slutty-not-slutty chic
wearing cheep stilettos
purple lavalamp lips
spitting into bulimic embers
spewing to vomit to earn thinner hipsAnubis reached out
to lick the Moon's dying flames
but his cunnilingus displeased her,
so the Moon spake the Forbidden Word
and a screaming Anubis was consumed
by melting fire, while maggots poured out
of his eyesIsis shook her head
and lit a joint,
leaning on a soft
pile of corpses.
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(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 )