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disconnected thoughts ~ [//in the guise of a poem {xiv//]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-DCgYvfkDVA
ping pong at a 90° angle
my swollen cheek/the wall
[you rock me thru
the delirium]
tho i scratch your face
to remind myself
what's real to
endorphin clouded eyes ~
... your skin
dissolves on my tongue,
[coppery & efferevescent]
a prologue to
the apocalypse, brewing
in my spine ...
i swallow
the evidence of you,
knot our eyelashes
[grounding myself]
in the storm
of eyes
& flesh
& your mouth
licking at my screams
*
there's a crime scene
at your groin
when you roll away
from my hips,
a viscous epitaph
of french deaths
staining your pores...
... i suck my psychosis
from your pulse,
clean the proof
of destructive lust
from your veins
.
.
.
& in the quiet,
i taste
my gratitude
//
author's note:
Спасибо ...
... я люблю тебя
постоянно
ping pong at a 90° angle
my swollen cheek/the wall
[you rock me thru
the delirium]
tho i scratch your face
to remind myself
what's real to
endorphin clouded eyes ~
... your skin
dissolves on my tongue,
[coppery & efferevescent]
a prologue to
the apocalypse, brewing
in my spine ...
i swallow
the evidence of you,
knot our eyelashes
[grounding myself]
in the storm
of eyes
& flesh
& your mouth
licking at my screams
*
there's a crime scene
at your groin
when you roll away
from my hips,
a viscous epitaph
of french deaths
staining your pores...
... i suck my psychosis
from your pulse,
clean the proof
of destructive lust
from your veins
.
.
.
& in the quiet,
i taste
my gratitude
//
author's note:
Спасибо ...
... я люблю тебя
постоянно
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