was it?

and keeping myself from thinking one thing, while taking thought and walking away only to bed in unfamiliar places.
in the center of town, with a woman who speaks some other language, with a strange woman, and i;m touching her crotch, with women wispering in my ears, steady to argue in whispers, and whispering play into their naked bodies, which are around me close.

put soft you here.
put soft wounds, you herald.
heresy, i thought was nothing more.

and the woman i had, again, in the middle of the road. on the freeway, as cars passed through our bodies. because the pleasure had made our souls so large that they began to lack any tangible density.
or was that death?
so long ago?
death as i lay naked in the road, with some woman i had only met.
seconds ago, as our cars collided. and our bodies faint only to remember the look of her eyes as we matched stares. dying and screaming for mercy. moaning as i understood such full bodied desire. i could hear it in the rain as i flew through the windshield.
but the stare held me like it did so violently wicked, as we caressed pavement and bare skin. Her warmth met my solid body and we gasped in ecstasy, or were they pills of death?

in my hands and hair, the warmth of headlamps, and cigarettes exploding as sparking hail, as if this were the bible in egyptian desert, and the drivers are gods, dropping heavenly plagues in return for this sinful adultery.
oh! what fore this sin? was there anything else? surely lies have been around since the birth of woman and man.
deceptive games of give and take as the sun rises to the street.
It meets us, our bodies still, thrusts of compulsion and voiding presence.
moments are enveloping and underlapping.
this sex is a life before, but life someone else, my time is only here with hours and minutes, or was it death?
as fingers explore deep landscape; i can feel her body reacting, or was it him, or death like me, and my blood dripping lifted stretcher or coffin?

we need to do this

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jesus

how much can we do
when will this begin
i feel it coming on
and it is good