Poem: Spark and Gasp

(For National Poetry Month I am writing a stream-of-conscious poem per day. Each poem is  a spontaneous poem single edit – could get messy!  Here is Poem #1…a day behind!)


brushing past single touch
glancing by in passing
electric interchange
ionized interplay
kick-starting my heart
ripping out my lungs
leaving me gasping
leaving me asking
reeling and pleading
please oh god-damn please
touch me again some more.


One response

  1. […] Poem is born in the Brushing Sparks of the Confounded and Devoured like an Easter feast consumed Faster as we Ghastly reform withdraw […]


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