The eerie glow of your green-eyed gaze
covetous curiosity reels me in
Connecting our eyes and hearts
a thin neon thread
Imperceptible
unless the lights are dimmed
When we dance
to the humming beat of desire
Heat flows from our bodies
like spent rods
plunging into the cooling pool
Steaming and bubbling
It can’t quench our chemistry
We're in a radioactive
cloud of activity
a flurry of feeling
Trapped in a vacuum of
accelerated energy
A nuclear implosion
siphoning us into the
quantum container my
memory resides within
Swirling and shaking
neither believing
we can fit our pieces together
Looks can be deceiving
We both slide in easily
An entire world inside
though mostly
inhabited by aberrations
I know you are the
knightly sort
to slay the dragons
plaguing me
and sweep me off
into a green-hued eternity
Living our apocalyptic dreams
until the lid is lifted
by a skulking tide
Releasing us from the
nuclear mind trap
Returning to
the impossible to achieve
dreams of normal life
K.B. Silver
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K.B. Silver
K.B. Silver has poems published in magazine Wishbone Words, and lit journals: Sheepshead Review, New Note Poetry, Twisted Vine, Avant Appa[achia, Plants and Poetry, recordings in Stanza Cannon, and pieces in Wingless Dreamer anthologies.
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CH 20~ Party Down
Argento’s ninth (eighteenth in earth years) Birthday came and went Thursday, the thirteenth, and he’d already received his father’s gift, if you could call it that. You had to commit a fairly serious infraction to be cut off; the Arch-Baron was keeping up appearances and maintaining his own reputation as much as any sense of love or attachment to Argento with his “gift.”
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