Loose Lashes

(collaboration of The Utopian Society)

Last night
the Stripper
slinked away
from her day,

Needing respite,
sex without  love
had broken her bonds
and fasted her spirit

All masks had cracks
sprung along cheekbones
the lips are
faded
Gone
life rests
in loose lashes

hanging of head

branches swaying
listfully needing
anything minded people

so she wades through life
with painted goals

I can see him,
cracking,
yearning for columns

keeping the sanctity
and solace
of soft blooms
where numbness beckons

Though she Feels
outside Surroundings
budding, Flowering

Smothering
and
Slit
Her

I Handcuffed
with Fuzzy Tongue,
with Seductive Taste

Dancing amorously
Thrusting,
poised movements

Penetrated
Screams, Groans, howls

Pants,
lungs Gasp,

Sucking
Licking

In Motion

Lost
Inside Time

unaware Of
Reality
Creeping Outward
From Lacklustered
Eternity—

Falls Apart
Forever

Only Unrelenting Moments
Repressed, scathing

Fautline Quakes
Mesmerize

this Paralyzing Fear,
Gripping her Heart

Sinfully, like Eve
Bondage
Eden

Sinister
Accuser

don’t Recoil
don’t Crucify
Pandora
with Sin.

Take my heart,
and my
Devotion