Stable Time
in the course of stable time
i am the anomaly, the jump
in electric current. there are
many whispers, a cacaphony
of delight playing hopscotch
thru the night, setting the
galaxy aflame. my sadistic
nature is a nervous tic- i've
forgotten just how flammable
the spirit can be. my lust is
a force that runs rampant thru
out, telling secrets in morse
code, pulsing warnings, travel
ing thru touch & other senses.
Copyright © Rachel Hart | Year Posted 2010
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