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Sunday, October 26, 2014

This is how you feel when you're raised a catholic.....

Her


It's a five letter word
   that infiltrates my veins.
Sometimes hot, or cold
or sharp
or smooth
But relentlessly heavy.
Oh my god, like fucking deuterium!

I can't breathe.
I'm at the bottom of the ocean-
jerking off anemones
swallowing the pain
rich, indulgent dessert.
Impregnation, almost ready to explode
but hold on
and then some more
wait
waiting
almost floating with enlightenment.

And then the slimy fingers of algae takes hold
then the sand
then the water,
tons and tons of salt water
ripping apart my insides.
Here comes the best part-
    you smile
    and I am risen. 


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