jupitersterrain four

geranium tofu 

excitement that punches me in the gut
as I lick your lips 
locked on to a polarised battle 

just a pornified fuck toy 
even the horns of a cretan bull can't get access to 
I can smell her reviews a mile off … 

precocious machine guns 
the fatal plunge 

a visceral feeling of hurt 
control freak rent at the seams
with ripped gusto 

gripped by new age fever
nakedness in the other sense
long suffering luminosity 
hi float sealing in the helium 

one of the many frayed edges of the story 
nakedness in the other sense 

I reacted with acute sensitivity
scrawled across the screen a cry for help
camera hovers close to my contrition

a healthy tampon smells like steak rather than fish
maybe its something else causing the 
inflammation thats making 
my head spin 

trills and buzzes of the hummingbirds
the wings of courage 

18.08  © Lizarikk  misc draft