star sand (just add water)

star sand (just add water)

 

I can see your eyes widen

from outer space

as my monolith hands

taste dewy sweat.

 

wet like the green waves

that lap at my waist

when I’m looking for

perfect seashells to crush.

 

an opiate rush from an Oreo sky,

dark clouds split atoms,

sugary center blooms 

white light on my snake tongue.

 

lungs inflate with dragonfire,

red circus balloons twisted

into squirmy animal lust.

crust lovingly cut from the bread.

 

in my head, I’m a bio-mech

vampire-robot with buckshot

ready to burst from my mouth.

pouring out / pouring in,

 

sin rides the riptide. beasts

arise from the wreckage

and the final bomb drops.

earth stops spinning, time sleeps,

 

but your deep & wide eyes remain

until unstable night pain becomes

solid morning glory.

the story gets better from here.

Reviews

[Jūdan FyreHeart]

The balance between each line as it all mingle throughout to sharpen and soften, blurring the line between. Each side of the coin twisted and tossed to bring about wonder and considering before crashing and finalising into something firm yet teasing.

[Kerry O'Connor]

You're on fire today, my friend. This one fairly blew me out of the water...

What a passionate male voice: sexy with an undeniable edge of life-threatening energy.

The beauty of Oreo skies and green waves offset by the drop zone violence of the latter half of the poem. You can never just leave us with the good stuff, can you? Must always slap us down with the wreckage beasts. Still... this one does end on a note of hope (solid morning glory aside ;)