Sunday, August 22, 2021

Pretty little lights

Lips and tongue ,

Give me all your seasons

of electric nerve bombs.


For an hour and a half

never touch the membrane of a cell.


Micropigments and filaments

on the surface, exchange electrons

current wave signals;


A water fall rushes up from hell,

darkly flows through the highest depths of heaven.


Raging red River, show and help the Solitary Saviour.





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