Love At First Sight

Mud on your ass

hand in the grass

do a little backwards

dance

you're in for a long night

a first date,

step into the preverbial void

of nothingness, calamity

and hot breath

Here she comes

walking down the street

singing

eyes alive with you

in her gaze

she giggles

but then gets down into the mud with you

rolling around like two pigs

happier than shit

the laughs echo

off the brick chimneys, white picket fences

and scorn eyes of the neighbors who come running out

of their houses on High

The faces twist and cringe into inhuman

and intersubject forms

glasses ready to slip as heads melt

They scream:

"My God! Someone stop it!!!!"

"GET THE CHILDREN!"

the nashing of teeth grinding

back and forth

back and forth

a woman's water breaks.

your date goes in for another lap

hand over hand

completing a perfect breath stroke

in the slop.

eating some of it.

this triggers old man McGillicuddy into fits of nervous neck twitching

he starts to gobble with intention

in response she lathers her face with mud

in an attempt to escape into the surroundings

and so do you.

now you're part of the same tribe.

walking, running

through the procession of mutant on-lookers

arm in arm

gaze in gaze

better because of it all.