Trading Sloppy Blowjobs

Nothing was more priceless than
those nights we spent together,
long and well though out on some
far away planet so bright and exotic,
romantic and clean, sparkling like
champagne on new years eve, inebriating
us, consolating life.
However, when we flicked open our eyes
and hushed our sounds, we could
hear dirt crawling on the
ground, grunting and growling, its girth
a monstrosity, and howling,
"The only thing on this earth
you cannot escape
is this earth itself!"
Its voice was big and violent,
vitriolic and thought it was perfect and

terrified of it,
we clambered from bed to the bathroom
door, shut more quickly than opened,
and we climbed into the
shower, turned the heat on high
until steam rose up and
fogged our eyes. You had me
on the wall, or I had you,
and we knew we'd never be happy or clean,
the shower would never end, just as the dirt,
but the experience was never cheap.

"We're nothing from nothing
with nothing to do so, just hold my hand."

"Let's soar away
from here, a schism of flesh and floorboards
because
the world is a nightmare
but,
we are wide awake."