Just Like all Those Stains in The Sky

Just Like all Those Stains in The Sky

 

I said look

   

at that stain in the sky ..

Pray what

 

  does it remind you of ..

She said,

it looks like a bird dying

in some kind

  

of post orgasmic flight ..

You mean like

the stains on our sheets,

   I asked ..

No, much more like some

f*****g old,

   

   Rorschach poemed parasite ..

And then,

we both laughed and tuned

our attentions

to those cracks in the ceiling

   yet again ..