Reserata Carcerem XI

when eerie emotions smother
passion, apt affairs affections punctured
urges oozing velocity
caught’n gaunt grasp of eroticism

when epacris erection wail
trailing obsession, taunted trail –
hideous hankering of pleasures
foiling features, feelings’ fractures

whenever bruised brain births blitzkrieg
sassy sanity’s smithereens in spree
dark drooling dribbling damp rhythm
that rustic rape prune melody

tame torn instinct, take a leave
be no slave to emotions, flee.
’20:06:03:10:01

Note: of rustic rape.

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