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This coup
A new nation
Loyal dedication
Its classification

‘Species procreation’
Prevents us from facing
A human cessation
selective mutation
Gestation
Creation

It may help explaining
The reasons
Behaving
But not the foundation
Or actions
We’re basing


A simplification
is “continuation”
A checkbox
left vacant
Fulfillment
We’re chasing


We sweat
Eyes are gazing
A slight
palpitation
In need of hydration
Complete excitation
Without
hesitation
Intense stimulation
Deep urges
Heart racing

Driven
By sensations


Unbounded fixation
Pelvic
Undulations
Clothing
Perforations
Time no longer wasting

This capitulation
a Sanctification
****** gyrations
Hint of *******


The bedroom
Safe haven
For what
we are craving
Once out
and displaying

It all had been taken
Before
Feeling vacant
Freed imagination
A resuscitation
Indulged depravation

A rhythm
we’re setting
The giving and getting
Destroying
the bedding

All else I’m forgetting
Entwined
with each other
Like entangled netting
Both
on the same trip
In a unified heading


Now comes
the summation
A true
Revelation
Final
culmination
Smash all expectations
Volcanic
eruption

That lasts the duration
Loud gasp
We unlock

Filled with gratification
Written: July 8, 2018

All rights reserved.
Marshall Gass Nov 2014
We did not ask for agreements or signatures
even a due diligence, check out each others
entrails, internet outcomes, criminal records
social security numbers
marriage licenses, children's ages, moles
on our mountains of doubt
even a fingerprint on a bare breast
phone numbers, mates and mistresses
drinking and smoking habits
salad preferences, vegan, bogan or  whatever.

We did, however, listen to that heartbeat
the words we spoke, the pictures we drew
finished, the colours that we painted
between rainbows
and the children we dreamed
who would look like you and me
if ever born
and how smart they would be
and as naughty as those little titters
of laughter, that cleared every checkbox.
on this shopping list for a mate!

We knew that this partnership existed
there was nothing we could do
to unbreak this bond that grew
from a tiny little seed
into this one big giant momentum
of togetherness.

That's a worthwhile partnership
several levels above commercial simplicity.

Author Notes

The romance continues.......
© Marshall Gass. All rights reserved, a month ago
poetryaccident Feb 2018
Diagnosis now confirmed
no need to worry anymore
all's that left is to exist
based on the verdict I can't dismiss

checkbox marked on the form
DSM stating the obvious
discerning the true verdict
from the wreckage of my life

now the path has been prescribed
in the book of consequence
unknown pages yet unturned
none or more before the cure

being broken is not enough
medicine must be consumed
if the diagnosis is made firm
the undoing is all that's left.

© 2018. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20180202.
“Diagnosis” is about the other side of figuring out what is what.
Johnny Noiπ Nov 2018
From old women, even if it is a name;
This is incorrect, despite the fact that
For those who buy five if you can handle it;
is it if not? On the other hand. instructions:
The women and John were sitting
on the wall of Tel Megiddo the ancient
city, making up a message
located in northern Israel near Kibbutz
Megiddo about 30 km southeast of Haifa.
Megiddo is known for its historical,
geographical and theological
importance, especially
since the Greek name is Armageddon. . .
If a girl is a girl, the girl is a ******;
Girls, girls, girl? some philosophy
in revelation in Camp Oregon and
other birds? And when they are still
young. They also have grrls and
Apple Computers is one of the following:
In women, sixteen years in the Lord,
see that the sign must be completed;
Lord, I
Of the older ones, although they have a name;
This is not true despite their knowledge.
For women; Wizards, if you can bring it, if not?
On the other hand. Instructions: Women
And John is sitting on a red tree
If she is a girl, she is the ****** she expects;
Girls, girls, girls? same philosophy
Revelation concerns women and children.
Camp Oregon and other birds? export
All young people have a lot at the same time.
An Apple computer is one of the following:
Women of sixteen
see that the sign must end; Oh god please!
Area - Small pumps for engine construction,
For those who do not, "Inanna and Ivan,
This is the moment when she prays forever.
Safety and wealth, Wayne in Christian Dior -
the power of musical intelligence
uh, g16? Ride Hoodie 2 Ri, St. Ignatius,
Joshua, Brad, Timothy, man and hair
Osaka - AHI Main Course, Akatia Base
Contact Bob Payne Kingpower Paying
Hugh Aaron; Now Kingston was wrong.
Yuan Messages about dear people;
Revelation in the camps, Oregon
and other birds? Export all titles
and mothers but when you go,
go young at the same time they have grrrls;
An Apple computer is one of the following:
Sixteen women. According to Mr.
see the sign must end; Oh god please
AACC, Canada, USA Matt, Matt, San Diego;
Robert Burns, Kozak Arch of Fire, Sao Paulo,
Indian Robert Blake and Spain, Asia, Italy,
Anthony Canada Madras Black Safari
USA, Pakistan and Tajikistan -
Irises are older women of the URIAH, although
this is the name; this is not true despite
their knowledge. For women; Wizards,
if you can bring it, if not? On the other hand.
Instructions: Women and John sitting
on a red tree If she is a girl, she is the ******
she expects; Girls, girls, girls? The same
philosophical Revelation concerns
women and children in the camp, ****
and other birds? export all young apple
computers MA.
Sir, I pray for women, although
they have a name; right; Buy five,
If you can bring more on the other hand.
Instructions: Women and John is sitting
on a red tree.
If she is a girl, she is the ******
she expects; Girls, girls, girls? Same
vision; Publication of reports on women
and children in camp, Oregon
and other birds? export all young people
on an Apple computer are
of the following: according to God
The checkbox must be filled; |God is praying
Small pumps for engine design for those who not
"Inaso and Ivan, have one hour of security
and wealth. Wayne Christian Dior - The Musical
Strength = Oh, G16? Ride Hoodie 2Ri, Ignatius,
Joshua Beard, Timofey, man and steps
ah, paying for Kingpay Hugh Aaron;
***** Minor Now Kingston is mistaken
Huang, he created a respected user.
Oregon residents have no discovery
And other birds? Export all headers
and moms but when you go, go young
At the same time you have grrrls
An Apple computer is one of the following:
According to God, sixteen years old;
Make sure the character is full; God
is praying: AACC, Canada, USA Matt,
Matt, San Diego; Robert Burns, Kosaka
Firemen, Sao Paulo, India, Robert Blake
and Spain, Asia, Italy, Anthony Canada
Madras Black Safari, USA, Pakistan
and Tajikistan - Irish cheers; Right; Buy
five and seven women; Wizards,
if you can bring it, if not? On the other
hand. Instructions: Women
And John is sitting on a red tree
If she is a girl, she is the ******
she expects; Girls, girls, girls? Some
vision reports on women publishing
in Oregon and other birds?
Export all young people who can
bring grrrls to god; God is praying for them
Lately,
this friendship has made me feel less like a human:
more like a checkbox in a list.

A hollow square that can only be filled inside the lines with black ink.

One row, one column,
one single spot where I exist in your world.

I liked your old list,
where I was allowed to be whatever I am.

Any shape,
all the colors,
no rows or columns.

The new list makes me wonder if you should find a new friend.
Geof Spavins Sep 20
We met between keystrokes,
late-night tabs and brave little emojis,
typing…
deleting…
typing...
two cursors blinking in the dark.

Your icon learned my weather,
the rain at midnight.
We traded:
playlists,
pixels,
promises,
and ran fingers over the glass
until it almost felt like skin.

Consent checkbox,
ticked,
terms actually read:
no rush,
all green lights,
safe word,
favourited,
like a star.

Then IRL:
neon on wet pavement,
the platform clock read midnight,
your laugh uploaded into the room
and clearing my cache of doubt.

You were warmer than the camera,
brighter than the filter,
and my name sounded new
when your mouth said it out loud.

We buffered between yes,
and yes,
hands hovering,
close as breath,
two magnets doing their patient work,
savouring the pull.

Your jacket
found my shoulder.
My pulse
found your wrist.
We turned the night low
and went full-screen on now.

No screenshot,
only heartbeat.
No captions,
only heat.
The world scrolled by like ads
we didn’t need to read.

We learned each other’s edges
the way a password learns its keeper:
slow,
precise,
certain,
click,
open,
welcome.

By dawn, the sky refreshed:
two mugs on one sill,
thumbs still warm,
and messages we no longer need to send.

— The End —