Asphalt Orbits

I can almost taste dark petals dissolving,
the black tar coats my tongue
I see stars, semi-sacred secrets
the dark only knows
asphalt orbits

the colour of eyes drool from
faces, trickling down stomachs
gasping in the dark through
spiderweb yawns, a muffled
intergalactic affair

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