After the Fall

An original poem by Zuleka I.

Psychic body star collision

creates the vision, organic, that

chases me away from android change;

toward twins, united in remembrance

of weaving those kings of law

into ruin.

Freeing our bound love,

pulsating desire, once

locked away under the

strains of capitalist doctrine –

it now rolls like sweet honey

from our tongues.


Posted on May 18, 2011, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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