ripples

the disc that spins

inside my chest

methodically collects

sensations

it colours my world magenta and black

if I let it

but

these colours

are yours my love

and I spin them back to you

a gift of freedom….

 

channelling you

through my sensational machine

makes no ripple in your world of mixed message

but I hear you

you beg for ripples

you scream for change

I can feel it

throwing orange like a manic painter

splattering my floor, making me

slip, slippery

on lust and pain

 

the moon is high

wash your disc in a clear stream

I will feel it and I will know

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like sunshine

the train of thought

heated by an invisible furnace

thick

with colliding smiles

pouring

through my mind

like sunshine

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thought….. forms

deft fingers

small silver screw

 

revolving circulating perpetuating

 

light dark thoughts

 

secret spaces for storing warm words

………

biology sells itself well

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