Detonation with Shadows
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When love explodes inside the chest it turns
The organs in the ribcage into blast.
The heart becomes atomic as it spurns
Control. The decent gods react aghast
But they are paltry as a penis slack
When it has filled a hole with manly ooze
And turns to broken backbone quarterback.
The milder colors like pastel chartreuse
Are sublimated to an orange consumed
In purple pink as if Saint Valentine
Ignited dignity and left it doomed,
Indecency erupting in his shrine.
Thoracic pain triumphant is this coup,
The turquoise flames the fiercest like stars’ blue.
~ Phillip Whidden
