Unwanted Thoughts

"eh.. yo, Mia.. 

knock, knock," i knocked at her cave

"Mia.. "

"yo man, may be, she's sleeping

but ah, it's 10:15A.M

what she might be doing?

Meh.. Twerk...

you nasty daughter of your filthy hot mother, "  i sat on her stairs outside the room

Mia gone mad at me cause late night since me & she were drunk & having

a dance on floor, i zipped her down & slammed her real hard on the wall.

i dunno what people might be thinking of us two, but ..

..whatever it is, i took her to store-house &...

torn (ripped off) her tight-blouse. Urgh.. whatever... ignore it. 

Mia's Lady not an Object, however, every single time, i watch her walking on by me, 

my vulgarity goes reached beyond the region of seasonal time &...

as usual, having dusk get molested by the machinery effects of bdsm night,

..

"... the plumber i become having my slave Mia at slavery

the more i control myself not to slay her,

the more Mia meow at me with bravery 

it's no brevity but the theory of life, F-gravery

my vulgar heart reached at vulgarity 

& the mind being squirmed to have body numbed w/ no misery, belligerently.

Urgh.. whatever... 

"Mia... 

it's Ed, open the door

alright, i apologize for what i did last night

urgh, okay, am sorry for choking you down

but i know, you would want that.. won't ya?

(Pause)

15-minutes later,

Mia opened the door:

"You may achieve anything whatever you wish to, but sometimes,

you need to "Remove" the enchantments...

..of your "Unwanted-Thoughts" off the bank - the wicked canal - 

of your unzipped & banal mind, no matter how dulcet & pleasurably delight

moments you fantasize deep in your head..."

"..but Mia...," i startled

"Staaaap up!" Listen to the lady when she squirts

"Squirts?" i teased her

"Oh, you pervert mind & naturally flirt! Staaaup!" Mia pulled me inside the room & threw me on her bed. 

Later, she rolled down all ov'r the bed & helplessly, i drilled her more vulnerable than already a piece of vulnerability she loomed at the bay of night.

The next morn, she whispered something in my ear that got me thinking ov'r the church of love-lust, once again. 

She said, 

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             "... your thoughts be the reason as well as the cause to your..

fruitful & fruitless days. Put your thoughts away & be the one you ev'r wanted to be. Don't let your dreams get damaged by the fort of ecstasy - the magnetism of what? Nothing."

"What the hell you twerking for?" I pushed her away off my chest

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(Pause)

---- the next second, Mia gone disappeared. I woke up naked, rubbed my bare eyes & gave a slight slapping on the lap, "Damn!"

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Say “NO” to your heart;

“NO” to your mind

but hey, “YES”, to your spirit

to have things divined.

Heart draws you to love

Mind leads you to lust

Spirit gone-flung-hung in ‘twix of life-burst

oh the poor me - being lost in doing shits, i en-thrust.

The lightening of thunder

I wonder, the world gone-under?

Scribbler, the universe is

& people - a loath of its banter

Your thoughts peak the heart’

Its analogies soothe wrecked mind

I cross the pathways of distraction

& along with me...

ev’n the whole world stroll ov’r the highway of lie.

Sin separates us from God

Infatuation drags heart to unwanted hopes

What separates fantasy from reality..

..is nothing but the analogies of buoyant thoughts --

The thoughts - on what you damn float

& under the pool; in the ocean, you swim nakedly, &

then later, in morn, you tremble in a search of your boat --

The boat of your life..

...that’s nothing more than just a hallucination, undisguised

& dramatically, it’s true,

The infatuation kills (-ed) your whole vibes.

Unwanted thoughts betray on your vibes;

cross the hallway of fugitive-ly dark-times

Exit your existed visions. Re-renter your life.

Savor the PRESENT rather.. getting devoured by your past, entwined

It’s must to follow the buzzer..

..that ignites or whatever like... testifies:

“Say “NO” to your heart;NO” to your mind

but hey,“YES”, to your spirit to have things divined.”

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