Sunday, December 13, 2009

Messy.

Flashed with lights of greed, unconscious de-robe, uncovered.
Shivering, the blankets have not made nest.
Fainted with a mist of sweat, skin stains the sheets.
Shelved coherency substituted for injected pulses.
Flitting across the human terrain, vast and open for rummaging.
Selected tones for pitch hit a mark tucked away in a fenestra, labeled preference.
Fiscal in dialogue liberal in touch.
Salivation builds in the mouth of a mind hungry for a portion zeal.
Functional formations mold into privy reunions of imprints left from before.
Sleek but dented with character creates the fabrications for vision.
Faded, blind, a side of limit comes with a course as fine as that being given.
Subdued, a red run rushes, pillages, still.
Flustered by the feeling, by the flower.
Silk, and wilted.

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