it is a lie
"More fun... "
for whom?
Satan's jibes
to infiltrate
lips with fat
from her
ass
chambers
of the heart
swelling
or shrinking?
the lie as she seeps
dying to live
yellow... red...
purple, blue, black
bruised by
white paper's
magistration
rubbed by oily
secrets of time
wrinkled
to be pressed
dried out
to be eaten
by lies
“to infiltrate
ReplyDeletelips with fat
from her
ass”
“oily
secrets of time”
LOL! Very Good!
The opening and closing stanzas are, visually and thematically, resonant with each other.
Chen-ou
Thank you, Chen-ou. :o)
ReplyDelete~Kay
Your work is maturing and gathering power with exponential force. What is happening to you?
ReplyDeleteBrian,
ReplyDeleteYour words mean so much to me. Thank you!
~Kay