Dirty Sheets

She’s gone

But the stench

Remains

Souls-Entwined

We’ll be lost in heat together

The sweat escaping from our flames

Our souls rising to the roofs of our minds

Breaking through to the skies

Desirable

Scrambling fingers

Searching for holds in my flesh

With the thoughts of lust in mind

Tearing, tossing, molesting

Holding, inserting

Until no patch of skin

I “ruled” was free from sin

Sure as the Moon

A gripping lust takes hold of me

At work, consuming my thoughts

Turning old ladies into young beauties

Turning old men into billionaire bachelors

I feel a fire feeding from below

One which I must touch

Releasing the ceaseless sea

A tide that needs to come

Sure as the moon

In the night sky

Biocentrism

I am the yellow moon

And the red sun

And the bright stars between that distance

The green earth

Down to the blue skies and white clouds

The colourless air

And the deep blue sea

Right deep down

To the core of the earth

I am

The musical notes

The pieces of art

And words on paper

I am science

The reason

and the logic

The Empathy

I am the bridges

And the skyscraper

I am the plane

That crashes into it

I am the terroist

That shoots innocents

I am a slave

I am made in China

I am the politician waging war

I am plague and disease

Infection and

rotting

I am death

I am sex

Alcohol

Drugs

I am a pair of eyes

I am a mind