Bantering with Octagons

hearing the lovers, a hummingbird hovers
over the birdbath, never making a sound
drawn to the passion, he's darting and dashing
into the water, then circling around

is it the voices on which he rejoices?
or can it be the hunger that draws him near?
can he sense true love, better than those fool doves?
there's something about our love that calls him here
 
oh sweet man.....i love you.....

<smiling adoringly at you, patting my heart>
 
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Love in the ether in aeriel flight
directly traverses the globe
the cardiod throb transmits its amour
receivers capture the beat
trinkle the glass put peat on the fire
fat calf for the spit we rejoice.
 
either real theory all
ethereal the aerial

fear all feral
floor all floral

fun knee real funereal
funny reef funnier eel
 
feel eel cavernous archives the ontic charge of luminescent essences, King Solomon's expenses propagate allelles multiple helices Parmenides demures, "It's all ones and nothings. But why the ones?"
 
Adorable amblers, amiably addled
Benevolent bellhops, bellicose bacchanals
Carnivorous caverns, cadaverous cattle
Deplorable dabblers, dizzily diurnal
 
darwin's beagle daily sails Galapagonian waves. Dizzy depths of reveries bellies full of heavy elements sink and sink while turtles swim drinking consomme for the general.
 
Heavy King Solomon impersonators discuss the theoretical ramifications of dizzy mad cow blues singers. This is not normal, it is cacophonous... yet it is also eerily beautiful.
 
Two standard deviations from the udder's eerie lay, the Orange Lodge Grand Master hoofs checkmate, pawning quartermaster's bully-beef for irrational equations, differentiated quadrangles and Baskerville hounds.
 
Irrational fears lead longing astray into blackened holes of abuse.
 
Holes of Abuse
Big Gaping
Put My Fist Through
Nothing on the Other Side
No Blood, No Guts
No Squishy Parts
Just Black Rainbows and Nooses
And Cold Empty Stares
 
black sheets of rainbow trout fall on
shattering fields of golden wire
white snowy plovers we call on
to balance hot ice with cold fire
 
diminutive man in cosmic keyhole cold, cold vacuum radiant nucleus fused fission. No dice-playing god in quantum equilibrium throws sixes in eternity. Perpetual sucker.
 
chaos in traction, stasis leads to flux
unbridled equilibrium
action reaction, possessing a touch
ineffectual in delirium
reverse a fraction, dilemma deluxe
irreversible dream requiem
no interaction, but fancy a fuck?
 
chaos released as energy streams slip
nowhere to flee
the chill of absence descends
 
Absence Decends
like the curling of Oroborous around a star center
there is only that old worm to keep you warm
the complete freedom, the chains of fire
that knowledge of what is to come.
 
The countess absconds with the albatross daughter
Has anyone seen my pants?
The princess pretends to be scandalous fodder
Is she just here for the dance?

I'm ardently fond of the perilous water
Have we ample time to think?
The lambs are leading us to the slaughter
But can they force us to drink?

The foolish will teeter, the morons will totter
What is the dance of the wise?
Absently obscene is the most absurd plotter
Does that come with coke and fries?
 
the worm that swallows his tail
will eventually get too hungry for his own good
it just has to be

earthworms mating atop damp earth on a summer's night
grossly slippery and white
 
slippery and white, my love
nectar to my lips
sour look of betrayal
as you leak like a drippy faucet

like razorblades in jawbrakers
I just had sex with my best friends wife.
 
Dissolved
Falling like shards of glitterglass around my bare feet
Hope blood leaking onto bare cold white cement
Too much experience.
Who wants you?
 
Ascending the stairs as they dissolve..
Weight touches black in the liquid center rainbow.

Hidden layers wedged tightly between ever moving glass..

(It’s alive you know)

Descending like techno colored liquid down the twisted, hidden path..

Finding the masses..
Desolving.
 
Decending like techno
God damn fads and fags
Bullet train through your living room
Middle fingers chopped up and
thrown into a salad

You have no right right right left right.
 
A bitten bullet has as much zinc as a pristine lamb's liver, especially if the fingers are bleeding at the time. Raising the hackles of the rodent's tail takes practice and care, along with a generous dash of the nutmeg of consolation.
 
warm raw liver
damp tissue
wrap yourself in ecstasy
or gag, as you wish
 
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