Web of Loneliness Poems

Poems of the Lonely

Cenel’s Island


there’s a pretty twist in my bed
humming implements of incredible sex.
it’s the one that sends the waves to drown dancing tongues
to serenade the song of chemistry we composed.
and it kills the negative things.
it can kill anything, but not this wonderful being.
i stare at demise
tender and blind
experiencing life in the abstracts of your kind.
kicking death and trying to remember you’re under my wing.

so what’s behind this new face with dim eyes?
it’s beautiful.
I’ve arrived at an island for a ghost.
does the stimulation make your floral float
and eliminate the emptiness you felt once I shook your ship?
does it make your carrier swing?
can it make the aquarious sing?
I’m gonna try to taste it…

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