- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Such a wrench
Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box.
You can temporarily switch back to a Classic Literotica® experience during our ongoing public Beta testing. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements.
Click here
I don't want it to end, and then
when I leave it's such a wrench.
Words gallop,
staccato, rat-a-tat
Thoughts mingle,
coalesce, fluid
They hum like a restless gnat.
Resonance kicks in
Like an acid backlash
Metronomic memories
Beat dub-a-dub
A baby in the womb
I look at you, themensch.
I don't want it to end, and then
When I leave it's such a wrench.
Was it the same
I ask of Persephone
When Hades took you
To the underworld
Where you learnt
To revel in your curse
How it gnawed you
Torn between pathos, lust
The agony of trepidation
The ecstasy of longing
A la sitting on the bench
I don't want it to end, and then
When I leave it's such a wrench.
Like the inevitability
Of heads you win
Tails you lose
The intensity of solar bursts
The clawing pressure
Inside of a black hole
Eternity of the blue sky
Or the robustness
of diurnal routine
The lascivious lava
Remains rooted in the trench
I don't want it to end, and then
When I leave it's such a wrench.
