PUPPY FLUFF

Heaving chant, frantic tongue,

Languid whisper ripping from.

Sordid shadows play above,

Bitter aching lazy love.

Mad man's show I recall,

Urges swimming in it all.

Lifeless will trudgingly so,

Through my head time did go.

Waxing blood in overdrive,

Delirious but I am still alive.

~yvonne renee moore