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B.Mac
June 29th, 2010, 03:36 PM
It moves

Depucelating the shadows of an exanimate thought
A hearts pulse is felt
Against the gums
While her crystallized loam is gently tearing cheeks
That lay supine and prostrate on the banks of
A sanguine pool
Delirious with malaise-
You quaff from the turbid drizzling
Sloughing
Stream
The pensive Anabas perched above you
In an olive tree
Gnashs its lupine jaws
Dripping mawkish liquid from its erupting gills.
You lay like a raped statue
this moment of pernicious vapidity
gains momentum
as blade wielding windmills
with intrusive proclivities
slake the petrified taste buds
of a swelling tongue
and viviparous lashings
torture your puissant felicity
your flowering Forsythia
your opulent idol-starved eyes
your solder-caked-
key-holed throat
your ameliorating whimpers
and fatuous pulchritudes- bleed from
a taut and scored vein...

and it moves