A galaxy of shells
shine like stars
on the floor in
the dark
We glare
passionately,
exchanging strikes
of the eye,
each with its own
code
The open door is split
down the center
The windows
have been
blown
out
These are the consequences of
eruptive behavior
It’s fiery HOT in here
We’ve been
destructive
AFFLICTIONS:
strike,
bite,
blow,
cuff,
collide
Created an inferno
in this pressure tank
of a bedroom
with a raging, love
that’s like a machine
gun
