let’s do it

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love’s bulge seems to be pretty abundant-
lewd words weave a fulcrum of all dreams, wet to touch,
sweet-bitter tones serenade the ears, a silent breath
grazing the neck with a scimitar of nefarious thoughts,

don’t speak, just do the unspeakable, the unmentionable
with a velocity of a soaring plane, upending us into submission,
this is the art work people gawk at and fail to encompass
into any coherent knowledge, its deprivation, its salvation,

spilled paint is the canvas for this action filled space, love is
swallowing its saliva and thick puddles of misery foam at those
silent, nurturing lips. your mouth is my mouth is your mouth.

let’s do it. let’s unmake love.

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10 thoughts on “let’s do it

  1. ” . . . a silent breath
    grazing the neck like a scimitar of nefarious thoughts . . . ”

    If only just walking away solved the problem of love and abuse and using each other. If only instead of violence–I can’t call this passion–could be defeated by kindness.

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  2. don’t speak, just do the unspeakable, the unmentionable
    with a velocity of a soaring plane, upending us into submission,

    Very much so HA! Love is such that every opportunity must be used and grabbed at to get its fullest attention!

    Hank

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