Vicious Dreams

in my vicious dreams

the stars bleed red

black clouds churn and twist

stripping the trees bare

and all the people run

in my vicious dreams

i take what i want

maybe a little more

like john dillinger on a spree

as marilyn monroe spins

her dress billowing in bliss

i course her pink river

to my climactic thrust

in my vicious dreams

gold and honey flow from my pockets

while the dancers shimmy

i am untamed

chewing meat and tearing silk

with canine teeth

these walls cannot hold me

11/10/2024