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Polyamourosity

Write a poem about people that love multiple people.


Some heartbeats roll like dough
Picking up the dust nearby
Picking up the silent nods from afar,
Until they are warm.

But I know some that don’t feel the warmth
The sunset waves do not tug their hearts
They can’t take the rays one at a time.
Instead, they ask for more.

So, they ask for a fleet of roller coasters to pull them
They go up in roars and grease
Arching their backs for more
And they come down
They wait for more

Some people are built with a world inside
And they wait for one to explore
Some have more roads roaming
Some, more rivers running

Some people are just waiting to be built-
Feeling everyone near,
So the cities can be populated
And they are seen from afar.

Machinimus

A poem about becoming a god-like machine.


I have the heavy rush in my eye
a silver world stirs in my lungs
rocking spirits cooking my tongue
like lightning splitting the sunshine,
I feel the vibrations roar with my step

and I am become the machine.
My brain is hot to touch
seasoned and soldered
drizzled with speed

 

My arms are the world
connecting with stars
ready to heave the universe forward
I am become machine.
flexible and immutable
unfolding and beautiful
unbridled for purpose

 

I now spin globes with breakfast
I hang the suns in the afternoon
Opening doors to the Oblivion dark within night
But I miss the fleshy uncertainty…

 

So I brew stars in the puddles
heaving mud into the sky
juggling with intention to rise.

 

But I miss the soft cliffhangers that held me

 

I plant limber moss on the moon
spreading life
growing a dream.
I take seeds from Saturn
to melt candy on Saturday,
bubbling a hole without heaven.
But here I am.
digging out tombs from my mind,
growing the thread that repairs my
locking stare

 

Looking into eternity for a smile.