Something drained the pop
of my eyelids
as another veiled dawn coughed it's lung onto the town.

Smother fuck
the rabid life of sweet sapped
glitter thighs
in the partial shadow of a hi-lited release.

NASA pilot lonliness
causes cunt twitch on contact
as the silk of bottomless oceans
reaches the pearl by dawn.

I can never pass you in the hall
without swallowing my Adam's Apple
and I'm hoping for a similar reaction from you
where it counts.

01/31/2011