The appliance of science:
Kinetic, Gyroscopic, Beams,
jetting wet sex into my mouth.
Or
Oral sex at 17,
On a psychotropic;
with the Head girl –
Katy.
Smacky,
trippy and drippy;
a far-out three-way,
making out
on a hemitropic
duel carriageway.
so fluid,
so divine –
violets shrinking,
draining time.
actuality arising as
the sweetest saline flavour
ever mixed (cocktailing),
my top-secret saviour,
chemically fixed.
Sputnik cosmonaut
petit mal, petite mort,
hard petting, heavy flow,
perception twisting,
double agent orange
in the back room-
coexisting.
Visitor number one,
primal scream vista,
the prodigal son.
Osculating,
the untainted source
of everything –
all.
A&E
before
the fall.
On my knees –
her cult;
sopping.
Alternating –
astute licking,
avaricious scoffing;
inciting rapture, ample plunge,
an impulsive tongue stab;
triggering adoration
spring, sponge,
hips to lips
sparring and circling
this lunar sea eclipse.
Drifting –
tentative thru wild,
mutual fear exiled;
unending animation enclosed,
sealed and clinched,
sensory detonation:
infinity exposed.
memory slip, my
experiential perpetuity
memento mori clip.
Rerunning, supplanting
lame, incalculable sheep,
K.G Batty:
In me –
to keep.
WORK
CONSUME
DIE.
350,000.997 on the Scoville scale (I used high performance liquid chromatography for scientific precision). As stimulating as capsaicin, I’m going to need some milk :o!
ReplyDeletelol...anna is a trip isnt she...oh for those days of fear filled sex snuck and first tastes, your flow is as wicked as ever only adding to the heat...and end so bleak with the party line...smiles.
ReplyDeletewhat i really like is the vulnerability in this...and may need some milk as well...smiles
ReplyDeleteOh kitties in space that just works so well for my place. Such an over the shoulder looking feel to this one to see if one can seal the deal. Great job!
ReplyDeleteI get a better buzz reading you than I did smoking the old herb. If that aint a compliment ;-)
ReplyDeleteBrilliant wordplay as ever all summed up in the ending. Great life huh.
I can honestly say, this woke me up lol
ReplyDeleteI enjoy your work so much love, tis a step over the edge and a salute to the corners of the mind that need approaching! Magnificent!
xoxo
Woah! My face became two very large eye balls by the end. Another no-holds-barred, rapturous write :)
ReplyDeleteIt's scary how talented you are. Not so much a shotgun blast of poetry but more a consistent spray of ever powerful bullets.
ReplyDeleteThis really makes me dizzy, but that's okay. = )
ReplyDeleteAnd I thought *my* boyfriends were weird. If you are going to pick a memento mori, I say that sounds like one that will serve more than one purpose--perhaps turning into a permanent brainwashing daydream while one scuttles with the other beetles working to consume as much as possible before dieing. It can't be an accident that you post this on the day the space shuttle takes it's last piggy back ride to the Smithsonian--or if it is, you are the king of serendipity. Lovin it--but not as much as you probably did. :p
ReplyDeleteAt least it seems as though you lived a fair bit prior to committing to the Work Consume Die agenda that's demanded of us. Honestly, leaving feeling rather naughty...blush!
ReplyDelete"In my best Ozzy accent" AAAARRRRONNNN!! I like how some of your pieces, umm like this one...make me blush and go back because there is something standing still to be seen....unexpected if that makes sense.......lol....this is a keeper for me because I feel and sense and even though I feel like I shouldn't look, I will! I must! :)
ReplyDeleteOral sex Oral Roberts drippy dual carriageway. Cosmonaut double agent phone home its time for E-Ting. Separate the sheep. Goat be with you!
ReplyDeleteWith rhyme and all. Very kool. Always enjoy your POV and fresh use of wordage in ways some musicians can jam solo inspired by the slightest sight. Your writing always explodes into fireworks from a single gram of gunpowder. Such a weapon with language you are.
ReplyDeleteThe flow and sensuality of this pierce the mind and imagination, you have woven a beauty in this Arron! Send you well ~ Rose
ReplyDeleteDude, awesome piece. Great title, Jung love- too cool. As usual, you've layered this one pretty deeply. Love the humor attached throughout, particularly in the early stages here, Beams, Head girl, Sputnik, arising, shrinking-draining-yet never fading from dropping some heavy ideas/events into play. The latter portion of the poem, I found the humor, while still there, was much more subtle as the tone pretty much shifted toward the pensive side, really in the face, let's get down to the allusion built discussion at hand now. Strong, strong write. Thanks
ReplyDeleteSensual stuff - the pace of it made me quite dizzy too!
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]