Techno Loving

plop, plop, plop

I rip cell by cell
from the inside, I spill
into my outer layer

and just before I touch the ground,
I start floating again and merge with smoke
from a senses-obscuring machine

up, up, up

my soul drenched in vertigo
I descent back into my body

where the first thing I see
are your blood-dark lips

smiling, vampirishly contrasting
your pale and translucent skin

with your mahogany red-hued hair
swirling and sweeping
across your estrogen-overflowing face

beckoning, beckoning, beckoning
a sirene for heavenly destruction

Techno Loving plop, plop, plop I rip cell by cell from the inside, I spill into my outer layer and just before I touch the ground, I start floating again and merge with smoke from a senses-obscuring machine up, up, up my soul drenched in vertigo I descent back into my body where the first thing I see are your blood-dark lips smiling, vampirishly contrasting your pale and translucent skin with your mahogany red-hued hair swirling and sweeping across your estrogen-overflowing face beckoning, beckoning, beckoning a sirene for heavenly destruction

Published by Khadim Zaman

I am science fiction author and poet from Amsterdam. It took me a while to discover I liked to write. Now I am hooked. Help me get the word out. Leave me a review on Amazon.com. And subscribe to my email list. Thank you.