honey

i tried not to be distracted by

the Saints intently watching

the movement,

they are peeping toms

with pained bloodied faces.

the obscenity could have fed the masses.

so i tried not to imagine

little spoonfuls of honey

dripping down their throats

licking and lapping

a midst wet

gripping and grasping.

it was your baritone

that pulled me back

as the room flooded black

and the mahogany headboard’s

dizzying bass began to

creak and smack.

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7 thoughts on “honey

  1. I may be a peeping tom because that would definitely distract me lol especially if you are not looking for it. Kind of like a car crash that backs all the traffic up and you just have to see what’s happening for the .05 seconds it takes to pass the scene.

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