You enter the hot dreamgrip pulled
when 2 hours plus and the steam's still coming,
dream-real dream-time nub shaped
quick to justbrushed velvet static-cling
and your body there brine soaked all over
and drained dark pink to submission of lust-fat
and loving it as your I and I juxtaposed corporeal,
something unannounced, unplanned for,
bough of pressing shoulders claiming
more & more devourous bones
when tree-tight unstifled
moans your hisss & ohh -
back you flung to thread trunk eyes
where rhizomes sunk China-ward,
downpour oblivion still composing
the clutch & smack of slow possession-
flesh that reels a clamourous axe
of affect-clap and almighty cog-thread too late nic'd black;
too soon does dusk reverse to whetted morning
but your ears are roaring and mind is horne'd, foggy,
soppy where Never never landed sorely misshapen,
dharma fool, the feverish
pool of scene that you left
bolted wet, let head compartment snuff the light
inside the wicked myriad
-swift course to bribe the salient seas
you clung and found speed's eager phantasy
a lush and scaring over-friendly guest
you brined in bed.
awake
from terrors oversized
-shake dreams from your hair pretty child my sweet-
one dove, in spells of lingering, sighs
the weight of the world
in luuve
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