within this sphere
Posted to Poetry
by jazzcatalley on 2001-08-12 04:22:00
that is all i do is egnore
house rules, there is no
limit, there is only
the impossible, which I
attempt to do, like listening
to this jazz fall around me
and sit still and hear the
ramdom notes all placed in
slow motion like each one
has a dream to tell me
and i single out one lone note
and my minds eye goes into it
and inside it i see a love nest
a lava lamp pad of porno wonders
no limits on how sexy your voice
is, as you read to me your latest
love feast poems, your voice is so
sexy that i have a difficult time
concentrating on the single note
we are in a movie, Blade Runner
I am Decker and you are Rebecka
the jazzy green rain is drizzeling
all around us, in the acid like
fog, that we are surrounded with swirling
billows of steam, and I am looking into your
big android eyes with the dark makeup
and the hari krashna music is playing
all through the neon squiggle night
and the vast cluster of buildings
that crowd us in, and that one very tall
pointy one with the green universal oriental
looking letters going around the top
and the huge beauitful gesha girl face
perpetualy advertising as the logo
of some huge multinational, and we are
standing there looking into each others
eyes for what seems like an eternity
and i can see that you are naked under
your black leather trench coat...
