Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Black Uzi Love Spay

It came at me quick
A quick wave of black steel
Millions of tiny bullets
United
Formed together like birds of flight
I was enamored
by gray clouds that followed tiny beads of speed and death
They made beautiful pictures in the sky
Etch-a-sketches of blue grey metal
Flying inches apart
It was beautiful
They all moved closer
They wanted to embrace me
I saw miles of road ahead of me
Not a soul to be seen in any direction
A beach to my right
Too cold to ever swim in
Waves coming from the ocean all toward me
Waves of gray blue water
Waves of gray blue specks
Waves of gray blue clouds
Wind pushing against my face
pulling my skin back far enough to tear
And here they came
Here they came
Here they came
Showering me head to toe
Never leaving any space untouched by the beauty
Never leaving an inch left out
Every pore
every pore on my face
Every space between atom
Filled
Plugging the holes of the unloved
Giving meaning
Giving touch
Giving caress
In that moment
In that solitary second
As the touch of cold steel and lead
Kiss the skin
Barely touching
Tickling
Kissing
Touching
They feel hot
They feel cold
They feel hot
They feel cold
Then
They tear
They pull
They pull so hard against the surface
It rips away and spills the precious fluid
I spill my loving embrace against every loving bullet
I wet the precious thing
I shower it with praise
The gift of liquid
Spread against its face
Its pointed end
Its forceful entry
Its regretful retreat
In and out of my body
So fleeting
So quick
Such a selfish lover
This black wave of Uzi bullets
I invite it into my home
My body
My pores
Caressed
Each one gifted by my blood
Tearing in a millionth of a second
My body
Becoming
A moving Black blur
gifted with red across its face
Like lipstick
On an aliens face
Encountering love
On a planet graced with suffering

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