Friday, November 27, 2015

Charcoal sunrise wet with yellow rain
the circles cut a square of sky taffy
barren ships made barren land
for rent of hair the wigged moon slips
for lending ass her lips surround my dick with shifting seas
my babies leap on her belly like birch trees
we murder the anniversaries of our adversaries
with our female ends pointed at the speech of each other
corroded by the sight of white brick
in a wilting landscape floors carry
hearts in a dish and the unlidded eyes that bobble upon them
titled and tilted by the misnomers of silence
the milk stains the linoleum fried shapes
our cum evolves with a lake of fire in each pair of iris
thrust against the tent roof of earth
shaking her titties like a wet nurse driver
gaze to disarm an elephant's panic
a firm foot variable in the pressure of orbit's measureless breeze
dark daughter of matter

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