Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Twisted Poem

The Twist

The breeze breath
inside bubble burst
only on release
of her sharp touch.

Prospects of love
through shaft extravagant,
vascular’s dim lit drop
into gravity’s moist keep,
web-tied and twisted.

Black widow meal
consumed by feel
suck relentlessly,
such a rent was he.


FishHawk said...

Oh my, did you ever have a great vacation!!!

The Mad Celt said...

Like standing at the center of the fire, man! I like it, so I do.