Golden Shower

Golden Shower

A Poem by Ianthe

Kissing you off is the world’s
sweetness consolidated
into one bowl of sugar only
to have it pissed in and on and around
to the banshee justification that urine is sterile.

Despite everything
there will always be time for
a sampling of glands and
robotically erotic charm
in familiar theatres where we reinact our first ‘R’ rated film

and trust is just putting your name
on the mailing list of a new hunger pain
that turns your groin into an arched mouth
while the rest of you droops and drags
strange things become literal and chests rot to chest cavities.

It isn’t all fire and brimstone and then it is
when your eyes roll back to find ecstasy
instead of expressing it. We are express lovers
and lifers and diers look ma no hands-ing our way into the next best existence.

© 2012 Ianthe

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Added on October 14, 2012
Last Updated on October 14, 2012
Tags: poetry, piss, breathing, sex



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