\m/ - Another Half-assed Poem

 

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He flashes a smile

Hand outstretched

Nasal smoke from the cigarette 

Luna watches intently

At the empty crossroads

Barren. Lifeless. Except us. 

I hesitate to answer

My eyes dance

My life changes

I take his hand

“Firm grip”

He smirks

I wake up in bed

Was it a dream?

My fingers tingle

Maria stands next to me

I pick her up

I tease her

Her sound is more beautiful than ever.

My fingers dance across her neck

Effortless

I plug in

She screams

She Moans

The cries of the damned