Sunday, July 10, 2016

Rushing adoration

I hear the heavy breath,
Of this creeping buzz,
While it clambers over white enamel
Tap the nerve,
Spike my bloodstream,
Inhale, 
Fill my chest with embarrassment 
At the strength of experience,
The rushing adoration of this altered state,
Flushing cheeks, 
Twitching finger patterns,
Spelling love and decay. 

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