10 minutes

So being here is exceptionally funny as barbarrraaaaaaa stares gracefully through the space in between my eyeballs glazing forward with discriminatory silence of the fluids dripping down the corner of my mouth into the space between my toes grooving endlessly up the floor of my patience needing to keep on dreaming wildly about windhorses creeping red into the tunnels of my ear sockets buzzing vibrations rising into the streaming headless disappearances of quivering floating spines breaking the rhythm of my speech trickling from corner to corner of the glass house of windless pink curtains hanging to the ceiling of my rooftop saliva climbing all around branches beeping love missing me in the backup room of velvet black stockings drowning out the pulsations of my trembling lips to your forehead eye twirling my body in furious grasping to keep my extension longly fully dense in the crevice of the painted wall crackling the chipping colors to meet my eating heart reaching for your thumping knee high shoes coming coming coming from behind brushing the rubbed surface of the yellow brick ladder to the top of the roots of magma flowing into the spaciousness flowering momentum spiraling sideways tracking my head in my open hand giving the juice of necessity palming the togetherness of forces travelling.