nextpoem

I am still
floating in the amniotic sac
I am still
coiled like a snake
I am still
innocent and free
I am still

I am still

BBBBBWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

I explode, into action
careening, crashing, spilling
jerking wildly, gasping for breath
head spinning, dick hard
sucking air, in deep, spastic gulps
This is life This is life
touch, smell, taste
taste taste taste
if it’s moving I want it in my mouth
if it’s moving I want it in my mouth
I want to feel
Fight
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck

UUUUUUUGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

I am still

What’s next?

— 

Max Mundan, Next

© David Rutter 2014