A Lake Of Lips Poem by Mark R Slaughter

A Lake Of Lips



You drip inside
pull off the shirt in love

Ease upon my
existentialism

Ride out reality

Scream it

Come it


Though

I never saw your mind –

I never sought

I took its face
lake of lips
tonguing to the glide of
married hips

We’re no more a cigarette
burning out a risk of death

“You’re red” was my retort
“We’re done” your sorrow bought

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