PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

hey you riddling guitar player

how'd you know my song?

you washed the bloodstains off my mirror

polished darkened glass to factory shine

you pulled the last piece of broken glass

with tweezers made of enigmatic colors

hey you transcendental beat poet

wanna come play my drum?

let's wash eachother in prismatic light

inhale eachothers ectoplasm and exhale oxytocin

we can dive to the depths of lunar seas

and freefall to the pleiyades

let's veer out of oncoming traffic

and be the only two people on michigan avenue

more sacred than a baptismal on the ganges

dirtier than a backwater island on the chain

let's sway drunkenly through peak experience

and leave no inner stone unturned

let's venerate eachother from flesh to soul

until archaeologists have trouble sorting our bones

...or longer

hey you breathtaking comet

return soon from your interstellar voyage

for you, my dear

i have not yet begun to write.