monkeybeatmeat

another little random bit of poeticyness

Drinking Oblivion
(the drunk-on-Rum-so-I-might-as-well-be-obvious mix)


Spill yourself open for me
And let me drink you in like some ripe fruit;
I want you
Overflowing.

Let me drown myself
In places only imagined;
Show me escape
From my typical life of predictability.

I want to lose myself
In your forbidden landscapes,
Exploring the places that hold
Your darkest secrets.

Show me what it means to know no satisfaction,
And I will show you what it means
To collapse under the weight
Of desperate desire.

If you play with me until morning
I will take your quivering hands
And steal you away to strange new places
Of unimagined possibility.