Drastic Night

May/18/2016!

And, in the pond of love,
What was she -- just another duck
Chased by Italian Wolves;
Savored by Hungarian alligators
& brutally chewed like a sea--smut
Blood sprawled all ov'r the first layer of water
& her syrupy breadth bobbed in the flood of mud
I was... am naivè vulture alive
Wished if the world wasn't that thug,
People would have known the value of love

But wait, i'm the vulture alive
& yes, me either drank her like a wine
& slug-ged her straight deep down to the theatre of cinematic heart, i absurd

She has... had her own life to live,
& to love, & to breathe
But why so every alligator-cum-man has to suck to her jelly bud
& ---- for what? ----
    ---- just to please the body;
maniac state of disturbed & so unstable mind...
... by the warmth of her flesh
Soothing the hunger of drastic night
Ramming her real hard under the roof of dark hut
whose doors get shut before night;
right after welcoming the dust of dusk
And, as sun hides behind those tropical hills;
clouds cover the moon in veil,
Hunger arises from the first floor of floured heart
Lady of night walks down the street
& hunters hunt her deep in the grave of volcanic hearth
... & for what? --- just to enjoy the moment of Infatuation,
but of all, to have night drunk in the glory of fuck the pond duck.