Dead-end neuron streets, filled with
Banks of burnt-out brain cells.
Smashed, streetlamp synapses hide
The the homes where ideas dwelt.
But the drugs have now departed in
An exodus of ecstasy, a
Mass-migration of memories
That left nothing but
These empty streets,
And broken, bulldozed dreams…
(Inspired by #Drugsverse prompt ‘Going Nowhere’)
Tumbling silver strips that wind
Languorously around our limbs,
Caught and caressed in moonlight,
We lie tangled in lust and sin.
(Inspired by #MadVerse prompt ‘Twisted Silk and Moonlight’)
That delineate a
Loose and sinful smile.
Eyes disguised behind
Barred black lashes
That rise, and reach
To catch you, and trap you
Without a trial.
(Inspired by #DsubVerse Prompt ‘Lascivious lady’)
I strip my soul bare, then
Stretch my essence into space.
Conscious of the cosmos,
I let my thoughts grow paper-thin, until
Slowly, my ego evaporates,
Opening up a perfect place,
For poetry to begin, as
Inspiration comes flooding in.
(Inspired by #writtenriver prompt ‘Reckless Abandon’)