I.
Falling north of my buried stab
of compunction
memories of us
yo-yos diagonally
in the hung obloquies
of blown napalm kisses...
I wash myself in the salty insults
slipping from your Gatling gun lips
where loops of atrophy relax within
the clogged echo of my inchoate thump,
this overture of pockmarked amenities
swindles away my last stretch
of curled chrestomathy.
II.
I remember us stretching
the aether to ripple in the crown
of a inverted arc de Sant Martí,
now...I view, our miscarry bond
trickle as a creek into Styx greed-
from your teardrops~
where did our dissidence launch from?
perhaps....
it was eclipsed by a famished
Novaya Zemlya effect
too palliate the lacerations
etched within our hollow basilicas....
embracing the plica syndrome
a crassamenta of renascence
through each other\'s
jigsawed simpers.
III.
I apologize for having my memento vault
on vibrate;
~eremitic and cold was my reflection
in your reverberated lanterns
as my bleeding nictate dictates
crippled ripples stifling a soiled aria,
firing promethium projectiles
crocheting crescendo carousels
to the lips
of cannibalistic stars...
weaving scars canonizing us
as shrapnel paupered puppets
deployed as diapason decoys
in a celestial snipe hunt~
these are the screams we breed
coronated as bludgeoned internuncios
blatantly selfish in the protection
of our velveteen vanilla coronas.
IV.
Still...my gilded rib...
I cower inside the tempered temperature
of your silence-
praying for a cantus firmus to grace
this flickering ember with a backdraft
of dulce days,
can we glide as a auric orison....sideways,
in the reverse osmotic reverie
of a wounded prime maestro?
To caress the chiffon face
of our stoney fini....
hold me, as one last whisper
in the halls of your fractured tabernacle-
in a epoch,
we will send thank you notes
to redeem the failure we manifested
hopefully to save the
perforated politesse thump
in suicidal seraphs;
till,
we envolope and elope
as lichtenberg figures
as a iconic constellation
in Jehovah\'s atrial planetarium.
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