Was it time? Was it? Perhaps not. Eyes—meet the eyes as they are the mouths of the meek and the mighty. Slowly, eyes, mouth, slowly. Don’t ask, make her. Let her, she knows, eye contact is key as they are the mouths of the mute. George’s movie. No, this. This. Now close your eyes. Lose sight. Lose grip. Pass the glowing stalagmites pushing up from the room. Pass the starlight stalactites fanging down from the sky. Fade into the next. Don’t worry. Fade. Loss. Fear not. Hover. Fall up and a a a assume a a aa a a a a ba ba ba babe babe baby babydoll slow, slow, cord, chords, catalog, catamaran slowly, slowly slow deep so deep sow deep, deeply dark dirge slowly, detergent, dust, dust of the dust, dusting dusty slowly slow, slow, slow slowly, ding dong dong dong, dis, dat, de other silently, slowly slow slow slow, slowdredge, slowerdredge, do, do, do drunk Dracula good idea good egg o~ o~ ego o o o o slow, slow, down, excise, exist o o o oelooo[f]oongate ooooo good god go, go, go, go, good, great grain, gain, slow h i j k j f m a m j j a s O n d lock and load lips, little slits, lickety splits, lay, lay, lee, lil’, low, luge, lure, lore, more, murky, mercury, merchant, merchandise, mercantile, mummery, nunnery, nunnery, mummery, mammary, memory, no, no, no ba, ba, ba, baby, baby, o o o noslow, noslow, o o o ornery, orny, orny, orny, orny oink oink oink oink, okokokokokokooooo oo o o oo omphalos o 0 O primalprickreunite,o proudfuck, o quickfuck, o ratfuck, o stoutfuck, Sam, Sam, Sam, Sam, Thom, Thom, Thom, Thom, Samantha, Thom, Samantha, Thom, Samanthom. Thomantha. Samanthomantha o o o o unfuck, very well x-ecuted, x, x-axis, x-chromosome, Xe, xebec, xeno, zymogenic, zygote.
COITAL CODA
Jangaly, bangally, jangally, bangally, bangally, bangally, urruu-ga, urruu-ga, ar, ara, ara, ara, arre, arre, are, are, are, are, are, arre, arre, arre, aress, aress, arress areyes, aress, yes, yes, yes arrest, arrest, est, est, est, my be, eat, eat, eat eating, eating, heart.
L.S.M.F.T.
(Vampires are some silly shit, really, to drink the blood of others, feed off a life force, really, the collectors of blood, tampons, band-aids o
Flying corkscrew of owls, puking pinecones, spin over a sarcophagus, no, no, no a black wooden coffin, wake from the crypt like stepping on rake, poof: perpendicular with the floor, arisen o
That is the badass, though, lips at her neck the tip of the tongue to her nape, a flutter from her toes to her pigtails, a gasp, a pink tongue up her chin to measure, perfect, and then back down tracing the line, needle in a groove, erect teeth and a pause, last gasp, and then to feeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeedo
Mama had a baby and his head popped off.
A cool costume, night creature, necknotcher, spooky if done right, no fake blood or plastic medallions, float across the floor, a long, long cape to wrap the night in, dull the moon, or a disembodied head, just guts for a body wriggling and flailing for blood o
To suck blood, do they take it from their teeth like a straw, no that’s made up, too malt-shop, no, down the gully, pint after pint like a good alcoholic, ahh ahhh all iron and nerve endings twitching down the throat, [don’t let it get caught in the teeth] no disgust, nausea, the satisfaction of smoking o
And don’t they love that freaky-freaky eros shit, all tongues to the bung and swinging wings, ribcage like window blinds, a blistering white double-helix, crotch in cranium, peekaboo, body over body, a twitching two necked beastly thing, a rill of blood trickling from the corner of the mouth, trying to pull each other through each other, unbutton the bones from the brackets and sever the sinew, pass like smoke through air, flutter bony-bat wings like a shiver o
Porn name: Ram Strokero
So cold though, so cold, poor little daysleeper, upandat’em at dusk night after night, stuck in that bitch forever, pining after the sun, drenched by the cold blue shadows from the moon, alcohol wipes, what’d what’shis name, Tetanus? Is tit, hon? Oh no! Onus. Tithon. Stepping on the rake, stepping on the nail. That cold prisoner, shit on at dawn, that cold prisoner, heaven’s hostage, so sad to be suspended, sin some more, break the ice, the night sloughs off the earth, another day burns into rust
release me, restore me to the ground
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Recumbent on the bed, held between the ceiling and the floor.