Poetry Drafts / 26 June 2019

Bang! Bang!

I don’t much scream these days, or
Ever to be fair. I don’t await your fake
and humanly climax. I bite you as
I lick your wanting, Who’s for Chinese
Fish Fingers? Our human endeavours
as things goes, bang! Bang! Bang!
Banging you, fingering me,
as the ultimate
cumming
of words
bequeath me

About The Author

Hayden Veil

In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.