Divine Locket do not Break
Your word is Demoltive
Wherein a Heart
in the throat
screams (Bloody-Murder) During
Sex
In a glass house rattling
in a glass house where we throw stones
There are no Pain in your kisses And I cannot love you,
And some of this I’ve never seen
So long as I feel good, I’ll keep on feeling good
within the cosmofuckal suffuse of us, in that sawdust
See how the lean of the house
How Dare you be that gorgeous
the bridge is drunk it topples over
the Apartment building is also Very drunk and it stumbles
the Stadium is not drunk, but lonely enough to collapse
silly drunken regiment of buildings
No I cannot
with your beauty, with your adorable-swallowing
And the building gulped, sucked in a breath, held it and collapsed
the skyscraper tipped her drink to the sky, said her prayers and dove earth-first into the dirt
No no no it’s too sour, Collapse
all the ancient glass
highball bottles shudder reflexively,
all the window panes Shudder & collapse
Gravity is envious of a High Point
keenly aware of each in the foundation
it smashes it against its face
like war-paint
there in a glass house rattling
there in a glass house where we throw Stones
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