In which Bubbles escapes the blacktie racketship by molecular inversion which produces some rather questionable sensory side effects*

( this episode is a work of science fiction. Only pretend bubbles
were involved in the writing of this interlude.)


Bubbles Gets Lost In A Sensory Warp

Slip into mercury an inkjet bursts
bubbles of satin sliding up&down fever*crimsom thighs
drunk on volcano candelabrum founts of honey laced sighs
burning shutters in hidden houses flung open wide
exposing the singing light of flowers intense narcotic kiss
stroke of fluttering pearl stem fingers play and slide
along centimeters of wet satin purple lacings
swelling fierce and full engine of the hungry tide
lips parting to intone breathless mystery incantations
whispering charms to the blinding stars...



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2013-04-04 at 20:34

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Commentally Ill
looook out, bubbles, it's a trap! albeit, seems a good way to go.

do i have to do everything myself? *shoots the lurking black ties waiting for bubbles to cum down from this questionably nefarious transport* i guess so. however, i do believe the racketship can wait.

*settles in to claim a few vicarious sighs*

c.i.

p.s. what kind of wonder-working drugs are you on, and why the hell didn't you share?
2013-04-05