sexual apocalypse at the gym poem
imagine if you had stayed there forever
on the cross fit, arms flailing comically
legs metronomic, pumping sad alone
nothing in your stomach but powdery bile
sweat pouring off you, drenching the floor
pooling in dewy puddles on the pedals
staining the blue carpet tiles, trickling
in salty ravines, hitting the mirrors
cascading down the steps, bursting forth
from the lockers and out to the street
imagine i had walked in then
barefoot, your scent engulfing me
imagine me falling into your exhaustion
sweat overtaking both our bodies
drowning together in whispered truths
imagine the searing pain as we are slit
three deep cuts appearing on our throats
lungs shrinking then gone, breathing at last
in the gym, swimming through your brine
the whole world engulfed in our power
this is how we evolve
in love
no longer alone
Stu Buck
Mon 27th May 2019 16:51
cheers david! yes i only use the finest vpns for my late night browsing!