Poetry Attempts #1

Sky Sex

Volumptuous rainclouds

Seduce the clear blue sky

Sensuously daubing

The azure body

With swirling grey

Lustful fingers claw

Leaving tumultuous marks,

Crisscrossing weals

Impinging on infinite skin,

The sky weeps,

Tears of joy

And revulsion

Trains

We wait;

Separately towering over

Repeated channels sheared

Through life;

For industrial man’s engine

To carry us on

Shouted conversation

Distracts my eyes

From seeing;

A browning lattice plant,

The death totem

Or

My platform vacuum,

Filled with weeping thought

Or

Bags of meat

That ooze strange putrefying liquids

That revolt me

But they are

Mana for bugs

Rattling

Anticipation

The train approaches

Halts

Doors open

A body sits inside

You and I are passengers

Fear!

(Of mystery)

But the

Attraction

Of novelty

Wins

(Besides,

Curiosity only kills cats)