she winds the alarm clock
her long hair trailing down a naked breast
the streetlight streaming in
the all night cable show spilling out
the small rooms light

fall down the rabbithole
spun off the metallic cap
and clasp the words of lust Luv
and ride the night away
racing that forbidden
release

the car lights swooshing
past
our working shadows
on the wall
the sweat and pulse
we race
race through our ruins
the cries
groans and moans
that flag down
at the moments
rush by
climax release

climb from the steaming
coupling
the shower off scene
the kitchen
dizzy happy delirious
snack time
meaning

and slump
progressed
naked sated
beneath a rotating
fan
ear open
eye on the window
to the street
forever waiting

prepper alarmist
greeting

fall into dreams
arms
trust
and awake
in sluggish
turgid hours
with mowers running
traffic thumping
humid heat
right
before
the sunset bathes
the home
interior in its golden
hue
as if on cue
to awaite the violet
dusk and nite
the moonlite
arriving
like a baskful enquiry

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