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    taken from above

    Taken from above



    I remember the night
    I was taken up in the bright lights
    And the sights I was shown
    Let me tell you

    It started on a moon spoon spun walk
    Deep within the Rustling leaves
    Of free feeling forest trail
    An escape from the city and it’s insanity
    It’s incessant wail
    Running from the raving road warriors
    And their immoral lunacy
    The bootlickers in their high school click mentality
    Trying to hide in a mother’s warm womb
    Primal elements in their rough wind
    Watered laced embrace

    So I did it
    Went on isolated fire foray
    Deep dark sillowetted wilderness jaunt
    Just me and the leaves
    Me and the furry friendly animal brethren
    The soft chirp of avian haven

    And then when serenity
    Had settled itself into aching abused flesh
    Calmness into battered bruised soul
    It happened under contemplative sky
    Star silvered lucid acid fry

    I was taken
    Kidnapped
    Like a small child in a park
    I was hoisted by blinding light
    So bright I lost my sight
    So filled with fright
    I had no fight
    Weak as a kitten
    Wrapped so tight
    Wrong fit better then right
    And this is what I saw

    I was strapped to metallic hard smooth surface
    Ankles, wrists, throat, chest
    And waist
    I was so scared
    My desert dusted mouth
    Held a bitter taste
    And then it came
    The prodding and the poking
    Robotic limbs stripped of flesh
    Whirling and swirling in jointed jerky movement
    Poking and prodding in places
    I didn’t even know I had places

    But it didn’t altogether feel uncomfortable
    It rode the line between pleasure and pain
    Like a hollow tube off a curl lip
    In a break shore ride
    Like a blood pumping lunar leering
    Heroin high
    With the downside sticking
    sweet sadness inside the madness

    Then like a Polaroid flash
    When your eyes have spoken past
    I saw them as I lay there
    Bare to all they could do
    Would do, should do
    They showed themselves
    Sleek like mercury
    Sturdy like steel
    Beauty in the canines
    Protruding from luscious lips
    Sexiness in the cartoon curvatures
    Of their thighs
    The ballooning voluptousness
    Of their breasts
    And the sultriness down low
    Glistening sweat

    And they made me salivate
    Aroused me like a bullet shooting a barrel
    A clown painting a smile
    A back licking a whip



    But this is where it turns hazy
    Where my memory chews holes
    Sucks the shadowed veins

    But I’ll have to say
    the image that tongue licked lipped my eye
    In that final snapshot
    That flurry in fortuitous visionary view
    Leaves no question
    No stone unturned
    I had a doozy of a time

    And when my eyes snapped open
    I saw déjà vu leaves rustling
    Moon spoon spun creek bed bustling

    And I knew I had experienced the unmentionable
    Tasted the unforgettable
    And I would never see it again

    I walked funny
    I walked funny
    For two weeks to the day
    And every night went to bed
    With a big fat grin

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    SAYANDSEE commented on taken from above

    12-09-2008

    THAT WAS ONE WILD RIDE!

    ivecute77 commented on taken from above

    12-03-2008

    extra teresterial, how cute

    mithus commented on taken from above

    11-30-2008

    I love your use of the word "bootlicker" I've used it often myself. I just love the word. Great poem, summed up in what we all want.

    wholehearted commented on taken from above

    11-24-2008

    u seem to have had a devilishy good time. This poem is very funny, and ironically u convey the pleasure in the pain very well.

    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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