mind movie | poem

I play a song

from my least favorite album of yours

and start to drift until my lips are numb

Until I’m in a new dimension,

my consciousness feeding the life force

of bodies and pretty flesh creatures

Exploring every facet of their potential

crafting every kiss I won’t get to avoid

(This chorus tastes like pink bubblegum!)

In my fantasy, until I can’t hear your song

in my mind

my mind movie


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