SamplingThe bitter taste of petals in my mouth, tickling my tempted tongue, their silky texture assaulting my senses with false memory. Red roses resemble a sweetness rarely remembered.Sampling
The florist kindly reminds me that for each sampled petal that'll be one dollar please so I buy the rest of you too as a sort of midnight snack.
INNERFERENCE.INNERFERENCE.INNERFERENCE.
a dose of hope
opens the valves of change and a reason to cope
linear beat
goes Lub-dub Lub-dub and the body shakes from the head, to the chest, to the feet
Suddenly we’re on repeat. Breathless, with our eyes locked, Our souls meet and Our thoughts are blocked.
The battered hearts inside end their ride Like racecars, minutes before the engine died. We were right in the best way with Everything we had to say, Together- though far away.
RETROINACTIVERETROINACTIVE.RETROINACTIVE
Our competitive hearts beat in repetitive arcs
Like sharks, ferocious at the taste of blood, bitter and strong. We were wrong in the worst way with So much left to say, Bereft but for a single day.
Then a stillness, a freezing of motion While sounds go unheard. Oh, this pleasing commotion with No chance of sudden cure.
steady rhythm
goes Ba-bump Ba-bump and this tension, reaction, your power of suggestion
mixed feelings lead to regression an accidental lovepotion
with little emotion
2 Qwik
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JackalHaert Productions
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