Confused, perplexed rubber heart,
misunderstood from the start
Misshaped and overworked
Bounced on concrete, tossed on dirt.
Slamming walls, attacking from the ceiling
Packed with air, punched with healing
Happy, firm, and overworked
Rubber heart never tears apart,
Decompressing at the ends
Hissing, squeezing, filling holes
Mending, molding, compounding souls
Grasping, uniting, compress amends
Blocking, Plugging leakages
Stopping overflows, forming friends
Grounding self, covering space
Stretching, holding, scolding place
Burning chest, tearing heart
Rubber holes, blocking parts
Filling ends, returning starts
Fuck yeah flowers, surrealism
Riverspouring out of vaginas
Drowning ends selves in tears sweat and blood
Locate my center, trace back my piss
Deep into the tract, down the locus
Balancing self, contradicting soft maze of flesh
Uncompressed desires reunite forbidden parts
Where sexual streams , ripping seams
Uncloak, deeper, moisted dreams
Spilling through robes, leaking through sheets
Where hunger opens, mothers weep
Everything is wonderful electric,
Friends are always beautiful
As we unshackle ourselves and emerge from subterranean cages
Unhooking chains, separating layers, licking sugar
Yet tasting salt.
I love your words...
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