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Epoch Zero (Shudder)
The
infatuation
was insane;
chocolate cocaine
the color of
Veuve Clicquot
and noir.
We became
Love Hangover
sung with conviction
the sound of bodies
starting a rebellion
against clothing
nectarine scented napalm
sticky with each other
savoring moments
like awestuck historians
in possession of a stolen
TARDIS.
infatuation
was insane;
chocolate cocaine
the color of
Veuve Clicquot
and noir.
We became
Love Hangover
sung with conviction
the sound of bodies
starting a rebellion
against clothing
nectarine scented napalm
sticky with each other
savoring moments
like awestuck historians
in possession of a stolen
TARDIS.
Published 25th Jun 2020
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14th Jul 2020 2:09pm
Nectarine scented napalm
That's a line which blew me off!
The whole poem has a surrealistic vision of an orgy to me.
That's a line which blew me off!
The whole poem has a surrealistic vision of an orgy to me.
