meat wagon psalm

vivid flame with glacial eyes,

emphasize sexual shapes,

subtle gestures pump & bump,

grinning grind

in grainy flower mysteries,

movement and heat unfolded

like cold fiery tongues

on snowy hot thighs

 

all rise to meet the feeling,

street dogs to bloody meat,

 

laughter melts into feral moans;

sweet dope on hot spoon

 

divide and consume,

ingestion horde in frantic flux

 

let familiar syllables

dance naked on nerve endings

like ravenous breath

on erogenous zones

 

skin to bone soak,

deeper, faster!

wingless insects drunk on sweetness

drown slow in sticky nectar

 

lust never blinks,

temptation never fails,

 

circular souls roll

an eternity of celestial filth

bathed in human saliva

 

nobody ever wonders who’s

behind the kitchen door

 

as long as hot food, cool air,

and bare friction

keep coming

& coming

&

the parasite in the God costume

sucks greasy blood from fat fingers

 

amen.

Reviews

[freelancejouster]

going back to reading the things you write (vomit?) onto the page is like coming back to an old friend who's a little odd, hogs the couch, and belches onto you and pretends it wasn't him. needless to say, i've missed it. that last stanza especially, grisly.

[Brad]

this has a "floydian" flavour to it

[Kenneth The Poet]

Great, a deep delving into the mind that is RG.