Wo-moon (i, who is, we, who is, i.)

i shook her 'til she 

spit and howled

under the spot-light

Of the source.

summertime,

And we be wild!...

beach bound...

senseless,

our love is coarse...

...pay no mind...

we come on strong.

i, who is, we, who is, i.

(candles for our nearest head-rush)

Moon boy, moon girl...

Wo-moon, me-mo mo-me, moonbeam...

me/her flesh weeped,

pressed

an an + nude

my flesh raked 

Against the

fence of 

her night that bridge two 

worlds,

an when we adapt to this

Crass as can be the crude world

newly formed 

wet freedom totem discover him 

bored

cactus that if it were heart-ache could only see through walls

cost become felt bouquet - - - - - - - - - -- - - --

or a drop in a stream,

pupp  et for some but not for we/me.

water pools up to that

hole in my knee.

©

2017

Bunny Vil lair e