My hirsute heart has a slit &
I regurgitated these words from the depths of my nausea
That’s why they leave a bitter taste in your mouth
Please… Please… Gather these caked tears
Inside my cubic Dreams,
O! Dear goddess of my eye
So swallow or spit Or extend below my…
Breasts
My only escape…
From the fetus inside the blanketed cocoon
Which Curls… Gestating with Green Idols
Grow to be trees of dissatisfaction
Pouring the White bitter sap
A window to a hollow bed
An invitation for sleep deprivation and horniness
And I’m the random speck of nicotine…
From this Endless sleep
Walking Throbbing
for
unions
Fully erect.
© A.R. Minhas 2016
