COSMIC SHIT

How often I wish to chop you up,
smudge you down,
wrap you in a paper towel,
and smoke you like weed.
Do this once, then repeat.

I know the ways one rejoices pain.
Extract pleasure out of misery, entertain in ways inhumane.
No, I don’t need cocaine.
I’m already high.
I’m always high.
High enough to contain.

Why?
‘Cause I’m made of stardust.
I am born to do epic cosmic shit.
I’m a parade of indefinite meteor shower,
And that’s just not it.
I’m hollower than black-holes.
Mightier than solar flux.
I’m hard to comprehend.
Harder to omit.
Swinging in a level way beyond ordinary,
I’m a celestial mess, vomited amid stars,
trying to draw sense out of it.

And how I wish I could slit all your miseries.
Wrap you in a paper towel,
And smoke you like weed.

~

How often I wish to pry you open wide,
Crush you down,
Grab you in transparent sheets,
make you bleed.
Do this once, then repeat.

I need a constant flare of excitement
To keep my neurons, my testosterones unstable,
Be it impossible love, unachievable dream,
Or a fist-fight underneath the table.
I’m hungry.
I’m always hungry.
Hungry enough to restrain.

Why?
I’m made of stardust.
I am born to do epic cosmic shit.
I’m a parade of indefinite meteor shower,
And that’s just not it.
I’m hollower than black-holes.
Mightier than solar flux.
I’m hard to comprehend.
Harder to omit.
Swinging in a level way beyond ordinary,
I’m a celestial mess, vomited amid stars,
trying to draw sense out of it.

And how I wish I could slit all your miseries.
Wrap you in a paper towel,
And smoke you like weed.

Then set you free
to wander indefinitely,
Just like me.

open-uri20170828-29511-1ietlxy-1200x799
– Google
Advertisements

12 Comments

Add yours →

  1. Reblogged this on Reena Saxena and commented:

    Intense!

  2. Bloody Hell, this is a strong one, and no mistake!

    M.

  3. I have read this three times, and it conveyed a new meaning each time. You have set up a difficult benchmark with your entry. Can’t measure up.

  4. Erotic and intense 👌.
    Cause I’m made of stardust.
    I am born to do epic cosmic shit.
    I’m a parade of indefinite meteor shower. I liked these lines .

  5. This is really fabulous! Liked it very much.

Share your emotions:

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: