Creative fun in
the palm of your hand.
Printed from https://www.Writing.Com/view/1594641
Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Romance/Love · #1594641
They were hot, but they drifted

He was a stud.
She was a porn star.
It was sex at first sight
’cross a crowded bar,
One stoned and drunken evening.
They couldn’t wait
And hit the road without much rubber.
It was too wet.
They skidded,
Slid down the slippery embankments
Of desire and strife
And voluptuously rolled,
Rapt themselves encoiled
Writhing round desire's fold
Watering its fecund fate
The tree of life.
They exploded onto the screen like stars
Contracted to perform
As a nightly inferno.
But sadly they cooled,
Dribbled down the drain
And drifted.

During a dark and tempestuous journey,
They were washed down the rapids
Of disappointment
Onto the rocks
Of despair,
And on into the river
Of indifference.

He dried out
Into a bed of stones.
She filled out
Into a clump of spikes*.
He could not quench their thirst
And she could only struggle
In hot winds that blew
Her discontented restless brood
Out of her in gale force bursts,
Wailing, Wailing, Wailing.
The rains never came.
Death came instead;
A gusty sigh,
A puff of dust,
A fluttering twig.

* spinifex- a prickly species of hummock grass found in the deserts of Australia

© Copyright 2009 Christopher Eastman-Nagle (kiffit at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
Writing.Com, its affiliates and syndicates have been granted non-exclusive rights to display this work.
Log in to Leave Feedback
Not a Member?
Signup right now, for free!
All accounts include:
*Bullet* FREE Email @Writing.Com!
*Bullet* FREE Portfolio Services!
Printed from https://www.Writing.Com/view/1594641