Let us forget our aged bodies
Shall we try another realm, angle or sphere?
Avert your adventurous eyes and lie, lie, lie
Summon a Rod Serling themed spiritual guide
Inhale intensified, mystical gyrations – on another’s skin
Phantom muscles contract, release, explode into void
Nothing and everything happened in a lovely corner
How kind is your motionless rapture, names are blissfully vacant
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Vile monster begins a journey
Craw through skin to crippled brain
Wrongfully exquisite carnal cells – scatter, scatter
Eviction so unlawful – work new angle
Blessed fornication upon no one’s bed
No heated skin, no pounding heart
No lover or lover’s passionate utterances
Nothing at all – in the physical realm
All glorious hedonistic endeavors – safely within
Lived a thousand years ago
Then opted for today
Robustly feeble due to society
So divorce society, says absurd spider
Why is a spider in my segregated space?
No divorce – astral feet took astral steps
Forward all who seek opinion
The elegantly lost – lead into ordinary void
All swindled by the soul-sick – recover within
And judgment for myself – silent chuckles
Today I move to a low-rent universe
Proper this – human leech
And prudent that – boring, sterile
Evict them both right now
Don every inappropriate thought
Talk? No, only shout too loud
Declare in thunderous voice
All pallid empty heads are dead
Lets slay a few timid dragons
Then slaughter the horrid brave
Rebellion will exsanguinate
Placid spirit air – we will breathe
Lofty endeavors incite chuckles
And nothing more than fatigue
Temperate solace shields all again
Born via nocturnal sessions – cherished portal
She smiles coquettishly, intently – innocent wanton lips
Siren’s eyes draw out a virile pulse – gaze into her flawless sin
Corrupting, undulating supple creature – sanctified new religion
Speaks in pleasing, worshiping words – for her man only
Wishing to murder the awful dawn – more time, more love
Unreal, self-serving mind is racing – little living heaven is dying
Tonight again, tonight – says goddess as she flies into selfish sky
Espresso, scone and piqued interest
All housed in Bohemian space
Brutish, hedonistic trouble
Issues sinister corrupt gaze
Unfettered carnal spirits run wild
Look, yearn, then look some more
Prim and proper need to furiously die
But living on is the sexual verdict
Bad boy loathes indecisive flirtation
Crocheted black thong bikini
Naughty crimson crushed velvet cape
FM boots reaching mid-thigh wonders
Jet black nails, lips and hair
Comic-Con mistress needs no whip
She rules bearded geeks with a look
Navigating rooms on virgin backs
Faux vampire suitors in real coffins
Begging for Twilight sex
Dark mistress explodes with cackles
Then states, even if you were 18
My man has to be gainfully employed
My name is Timid Frail Target
I got the job because of my name
Taunts and grabs, daily reminders
You have the slimy upper hand
So I went to the fix-it courthouse
Changed my name to Badass Bully Bitch
Called you out to the whole damn office
Then punched you in your grill
An army of your victims rallied
Took turns kicking you when you are down
You threatened to call the cops
So we put you deeply in the ground
What a lovely happy ending
Breaks over imprisoned girls
Time to get back to work!
Strolling through a park
Park dreams of being a forest
Tattered pathways mark
The way to fecund world
Rife with fabled streams
I run as though the devil wants me
He tries to impedes my noble goals
To be perfumed by nameless flowers
And nourished in holy waters
To sleep upon the base of a slope
Carpeted in tender grass of hope
In love with myself, a writer
Select and assign my words, my children
In such a place, an excellent place to start
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