in the beginning there was light
dazzling in the biggest bang
flash darkness loose sub par
emotional to blind your every
choice and trip you as you kiss that
you should crawl the lot
in bliss with lust that knows not more
than the pain it gives
and takes the hell bittersweet and
vain honey knows so well
(everyone had a third uncle or maid incestuous some sort
of baron saturday who would milk
your coupling exploits
to his gain because your will could
be coaxed sans effort)
presently she knows it unconsciously maybe (yes nothing
is forever) thus dazzled she pleads
remission but it’s a life
sentence with such knowledge one that
stupefies the trunk
and branches conditioned it is flesh
and mind so she shouts
her story crude as it is reliving
the unrepresentable
experience obliterating all belief
with its awareness
of sacrifice and surrender and it tells
the same wound
daily in a jaunt of suffering and
satisfaction
she walks the boulevard in the
narrow
naked at the red light flashing her
eyes
marquee one more barren blue night as
she
rounds her heart on the shadow of
her lips
to demise in smoke the
blossoming eve
and mirrors hint of shades purple
and green
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