Love rages trying to get out.
Cant. Cant get out.
Batters ram ram ram ram
as walls come closing in cloaked
in arrays’ abduction and dismays.
Love burns my heart
into a rigid block
of chisel and cunt hammer hidrosis
bristle brush hosepipe.
The gall and glory of its nail
sail and quail for tail
again and again
there’s that risk
the ovenbird will nightjar
the bustard will postpone
withhold defer extend get thrown.
Samurai samurai!
For your absence
and desire not a prince of peace
but cradled in lengths exceeding the distance.
Religious in its flapdragon
chimneys to swallow.
The heart is a magic heater
soaked in dipstick
and funnel and bunker and bribe.
Vestals perched at every hell, a ring
and the morbidescent flora loosens that pin
to candle and cypher and holy croak.
The undead charge ahead
shimmering inky and red
Zero de Nero fishing with riddles
raveling pillaging
cuts me right up the middle.
Marriage to the fiddle
and held for sin ?
barrels bargains
pessary and curettage,
seal to my coffee
engouled in the tin.
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