Of Love Songs

Midnight empties my heart--- 

-              -We might have united,

In the moment of a heartbeat

When the sun was high

And even shadows had withdrawn.

Into newspaper print.

Fluids trickle in this heated summer

Of lazy passions

Where fat flies couple unhurriedly

And secrets spill in to each other

 digging deeper in to flesh

 bellowing in to graves.

No dark corners may be found

virginal, in this city.

    And we, ever faster in nothingness

An accidental sigh

    escapes

 is caught back hastily

the viscous white silence spreads again.

A form develops

Among white sheets

It is suspect. flickers---

  indecisively.

We must trust

In false fecundity.

Let this cerebral carnage

Destroy me.

Till I am no more. Emptiness.

Only a moth remains

Nibbling  your insides

   Blood     gushes