Nutting through Dreamcatchers

The arrogance
of noble rights
on the first night
churns a wrath
of apocalyptic fright.

Stay narrow
as a thread of silk
in a vortex of placebo passion
straight within the curve,

twitching as a weighted
modicum macadam
a cotton cross
in the hollow vessel
of her zaftig ventricle,

my crucifixion
glimmers as a
spent concubine
in her totalitarian simper.

I dream a scream
screening ideals
of dead what if's,

tortured photon
transference
drips plasma
insolence,

stroking four squared
throbbing thickness
with an architects digits
spewing ropes of Arcadian
caryopsis,

mystifying Hades
underachieved
glasnost symphony,

spinning webs of
atrial defibrillated
acidic reveries,

commixing through
demised eyes
woven in the
nexus of prenatal
halos,

prima nocta creeps
queuing the screech
of uninhibited
discrepancies.

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