cosmic thoughts in a deep well
A bathtub of water that holds atoms that were from Noah’s flood
You sink into my very bone marrow and change the composition
Into a part of the stuff that made your beautiful smile
Your heart
Pumping lasciviously
Like a sweet sort of wink I want to caress and lick and drink in like fine wine,
Giving my knees a weak constitution though I can stand just fine.
Costly thoughts,
Costs me too much
I wonder what if
My cough kills me
I’ve been coughing for weeks
I don’t feel weak
Though I can’t get enough sleep
Coffee tastes nutty, bitter, cruel like the partner that I’ve shared a cold
Invisible bed with for years and years
Tastes like salty
Fizzy juice that has no flavor
And a love that smells like death that is in
A half working refrigerator.
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Comments (6)
Yet another beautiful piece. Well done, as always.
Lost in love transmutes to lost in distance, not in space but in warmth & in soul. Half-thawed grief, slowly poisoning all life, love & soul.
Great
F*ck dude, this is freakin' amazing. As always, DAMN POET!
Ah wonderful words, this is yearning and painful, and beautiful.
Concisely descriptive and as always a delight to read!