Digital Lust
The cyber world has eaten
her bones and held her marrow
in a vicious circle.
In the evening, when body
becomes relaxed like fleece,
then hers opens like
a wild bud. Layers upon
layers, touch after touch,
and the petals dance away,
draw closer, dance away
once again.
She stretches and uncoils.
She hooks and twists her limbs.
She screams like thunder.
The lightning brings rain
and shadow of her skin
collides with the screen
until the bucket
is overflowing.

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