Soul Coughing

Soul Coughing - Bond

rate me

The trouble is

a single atom

shot at random

random fire

two particles

fused and coupled

once united

multiply

the waves run

underground

electric power

copper wire

some tiny evil

bursts the surface

lays quiet like

insecticide

Slanted, the eyes

and this bonds mind to mind

the risk is mine

and this bonds mind to mind

She says a word

across the ocean

I hear the spit

I hear the sigh

the wavelength

undivided

to drain the fruit

and leave the rind

the shot runs

through her wiring

through her curve

through her spine

to feel an impulse

rising rising

a mess of reason

and kissing eyes.

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