Queen Pest-an old friend

Bodies clever,
Hissing, shedding attire
Moulting cries
Here’s a suitcase
Light it on fire
Watch it burn our backs
Drunk on lust
Not sure about desire
Don’t censor me
My charm is
That I’m simple
Mouthy, dire
My orgasm is my horizon
My flesh is the outline
The body waves-an admonition
Dive and you’re mine
Mind raped and detained
Soak in your decisions
Weigh the misses and the takes
With pride not so heroic
I fuck you powerless
Another climax closer to death
Maybe we’re happy
Is this it? Purplexed
Head under the pillow
Into another’s body
I’d been swept
Thank you God
Yet another curse
With which I was blessed
To hold beauty immense
But to choke it vulgarly
A Queen Pest


space invasion

One year, it’s grown
Twelve months, two poles
Push-pull, overdose
Jump-fall, eyes closed
What will I do if it never came close
What will proceed if on its sleep I let it choke
I guess we’ll never know
The stars align, the river broke
The heavens played us both
Like old songs
Soulful folk
I was broke
Until your ring spoke
Eyes misty
Egg yolks
Pan fried
Fork poked
Stale still
From what absence
Had evoked
With a hand in my torso
Full of hope
Push me brave
I will wish you woke
My final stroke
Slow motioned
By stars and shards
Of autumn’s cloak
Dance solo
Roll, drink, coke
A fort of knitwear bespoke
Silly, small
Our smiling eyes
Full of jokes
We laugh and move
We sleep, we cope
Absence revoked

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Poke poke poke
Gunshot to the heads
So high
They didn’t croak