New poetry about this and that…
A piece I just finished with erotic flow and voices for a new age.
Let me sway
Let Me Sway
The entertainment of it all,
kept me distracted,
from the growing pains,
the twisted pill brains,
the mad hatter stains
on the carpet.
I’ll find a way to groan all night,
slow dancing,
taking me away from the darkness that
suffers me and
seems to forever invade my vision and
sleeping patterns.
I can understand Oedipus gouging his
eyes out in weary wrath,
though there may yet still be
beauty to be found in the twilight,
with shivering and quaking of
our anatomies,
the energy frequencies of
fire and ice,
played by Russian gypsy
immigrants,
strong fiddle and much
vodka drinking and licking of spicy tongues.
The gaiety may be
just beginning.
I felt a rise in the weather warning,
the Moon’s even lurking angry,
The Women around me grow hungry.
We crave to be lifted out,
bathed in our own nights of
lust and light.
We ache to be fucking heard.
The desire rises to my teeth
to pump blood,
move my body,
hard pressed against yours.
To write the Machine down,
brick by brick.
If I must alone,
I will.
My muses and music may change,
but once I regain concsiousness
from the heartbreak of it all,
I engulf in flame
and start over.
The Phoenix weeps for me,
and I thank you for that.
New writing I posted today with a lil bite…
Looking glass and astral sex…
Tapping into the collective conscious… Sex and magic
Just posted stream of consciousness poetry… Rated R
