Nectar

[mab]

A star is plucked from the sky:
Black hole,
as a child sings to the moon,

The space is filled
And dazzles the night.

Drifting in and out of consciousness,
The lotus nectar spills.

A world of hallucination
And free sex.

A pussy cat licks her parts
On a bed of feathered down.

Vast, the Universe;
Inconceivable.

Entwined in carnal enterprise,
Love does not exist.

Coming down,
Reality breaks the rising sun.
The mind reels out of touch.

Looking up, we live in an orb,
Spinning, spinning in space
Along with my eyes.

Sweet intoxication.
Do you hear its music?

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Bitter Stellar

[shadow-vagabond.livejournal.com]

A fleshy world meets her rocks
only when gravity overtakes
the original fire, the one that sparked us all.

Take a man and a handful of sand
and there you have life,
a temporary thrust,
then a slow, wearing away
as we compete to ignite
another generation
of death's patients
waiting to be cured of knowledge and thought.

Hopefully, there's more to this world than meets the eye.

so you find sweetness in the stellar?
just let me know how many licks it takes
to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop
or how many jagermeisters lead to heaven
and we may find chocolate chips
before the cookie crumbles.

Re: Bitter Stellar

[mab.livejournal.com]

Wow. That's very descriptive. I get some biblical sense in your words. Don't know if that's intentional or not. I especially like this part: "another generation
of death's patients
waiting to be cured of knowledge and thought."
That and the final stanza... Sweetness in the stellar and all of the sickly sweet things you relate to it. "how many jagermeisters lead to heaven"

What a cool line.

Thanks for sharing your work with me.:D

~Mab