PANDEMONIUM

IF ‘never’ spoke it could not.    THAT ‘woke up’ is at least an eye
i spent the next hour sleeping!
How presence always passes while i stay here \\||//
I would Love to write something that turns you on;  but nowadays the news is rather sad 😦
i could laugh ~ or drink a cup of being late. how i love love as it speaks in purple and yellow

I, skinny sluggish Priapus ate my heart to save yours and Today after dying over again — how saw i your brilliant smiling face

I’d love to turn you on     then realize this is just a poem
and my fingers are full of chocolate waiting for devour it all!

I would love to kiss your lips. Would you kiss mine if they were all
female marshmallow pies?  Would you hug
me if our chest were devoid of lovely bumps?

PANDEMONIUM

:: 04.19.2022 ::