Martian Arrows on Fire

Lust  
is  
a tricky thing,  
 
I used  
to  
 
just
 
take for granted,
organic  
 
ravenous  
delectable, selected,  
 
sweet
 
&
 
sour, no matter,
but now:  I can fit into all of it, and yet…
 
And yet…
 
I am of a space with  
no  
 
parameters, no parameters, and…  Only stars, only stars,
planets
 
&
 
marvels of Mars, reading  
the red,
 
darkening into afars.
 
 
 
 
 
[Thinking about…
 
How kink came naturally to me…
 
But…  The portal has been tainted…  I need to get back]