O RANGE Crush
by Josh B.
flutter through the handsome rule
of the isles of tamari
weaken your strength
hear the whisper of the birds
while the wind chimes sing
under the night of the first moon
shh
are you lit?
why are you?
Please sit in the fire
your cell is being prepared
with coconut sheets and limestone salt
the windows operate the keyholes
while you leap
leap?
yes leap
its time
the order arrived in black
like taxes
and your lips that are gently caressed
slip slowly down the hill
into a world of dreams
knocked into reality
of an orange propelled with lust
of a hungry mind
ignited!