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An Intercourse

Posted May 8th, 2011 by Aaron Johnson in Poetry

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Divine!
Oh, bleed to me the taste of orgasm
In your psychedelic scrawl
May radio signals aligned in endless bliss
Drip softly onto your slumbering consciousness
 
The thighs of time become you
This trip of cellophane irradiated in the fifth dimension
Gyrations of multiversal membranes
To birth the big bang
 
You’re a mechanism, dear
You’re a probability wave of forms and functions
I wish to see you in the vein of closet Buddhists and apartment complexes
I wish to see your hardcore future
Believe it or not, what happens happens
 
I’d suggest that we’re antelopes
Gazelles, or some such
I’d call you on the phone
We’d eat shoots and leaves
I’m discovering Ashbery, so there’s something
 
I passed a Hare Krishna
In the Hobby Lobby parking lot
And I think she’s my reincarnation