poem: don't know

chadwick

she is fascinating
i am seen feeling it, her allurement
she herself is spells that cling like moss onto emerald
i need it

my mind not to rest 1400 days multiplied
thousands of years worth of night
i see it

her breasts trip like euphoria
i am in the captivated circle living off of her
i am fed explosives
dandelions & gun powered powder
like her hair all of this fires up

the intense volume of the unheard forest
cradles her cottage where lasting intercourse bleeds raw meat
tasting are honeybees surrounding her quivering eyes
balanced across my mouth like cloud's hourglass on full tilt
she would crash into my being pushed like pulled

to contain her storm
everything is needed

the hardest drug in the world binds
she calls mine ancient
while i am cutting stone & digging holes
in fever her breathing lifts
out pour monarchs
1400 days multipled
thousands of years worth of night
we are it

rollings

chadwick wrote:

she is fascinating

so is the poem ~