my obedient body becomes wild again
obeisant to salt and plastic water bottles
obese cauldron of a boy whose pupils become planets
obstetrician who midwifes serotonin
the kitchen linoleum an obverted dance floor
my skin an obscenity i can’t keep my tongue off
so what if this euphoria is only ephemeral
if tomorrow i find the night absconded
with my smile
if the man i love turns over in his sleep
and becomes a hollowed out gourd
with a horror mask face
if every object of my intimacy becomes ash
i will still thank each marked and unnamed chemical
for making oblivion in my blood
dopamine mephedrone amphetamine
you bring opalescence to the meat
you make the abattoir smell sweet
MDMA
Wednesday, July 15, 2015
Wednesday, July 15, 2015