Nothing Hurts Like
If I had metal bones, I’d be a roller coaster.
Climb aboard, strap yourself tight to my curves.
We’re going for the kind of ride your body
There’s a world down there–
cotton candy water gun powdered sugar stale
balloon man step right up guess your weight
We’re not flying. I didn’t ask for wings.
Just bones strong enough to flay.
If the joints go, you might hear the crack
before the fall.
Nowhere to go but down. But that’s
why you climbed on, isn’t it? Keep your
hands and feet and bodily organs inside
me at all times.
Bring your mouth to mine. Open wide.
Kisses are for mortals, that tongueshine
soft touch. Here, we use our mouths
Image taken with iPhone.
Words written at Jewel Box.
Time Taken 8 minutes.
Brain on work, mouths, kisses, tongues, honey.