wild caught wondergasms

neon hieroglyphics make love

on my cave walls,

my Nosferatu fingers

slither wormholes to Heaven.

 

scratch and sniff the fanciful fruits

in my rebooted Garden of Deflowered Eden.

the coaxial serpent, in doggy style form,

roars electrical storms in the flesh void.

 

I wander the wonder that thunders the loins,

and pokes at the need to be worshipped;

that withered troll god sqirms his rotten womb

and begs to be birthed into warfare.

 

and, the freight train derails

due to crucifix nails

on the tracks between Sexy

and Fairfax.

 

the rocket climbs madly

up the ladder of hues

Sunset left me to climb

in her window.

 

and the waves, ever hotter,

find purchase on shoals;

the milky white

meat of infection.

 

the party ball pops,

and we both stagger home

as naked as screams

from the dungeon.

 

Reviews

[roarke]

OH YEAH. Walk that thang. I'll write more as soon as I pick up the pieces of my aged mind.

wild wondergasms just might be an understatement here. Every stanza is an explosion of LSD born revelation.

I'd steal all of this stuff, but there's no way to rewrite it.... this is creative purity.
F'ing well done.

[Nobody.]

Ho. Ly. S**t.

Dude, this is a beautiful madness.
The metaphors are HUGE.
The stagger/crawl movement: fast, slow, FAST!
makes a rollercoaster look like a glassy lake.
I f*****g love it.

your fellow mutant,
me