Nothing Left to Feel

Nothing Left to Feel
Without a doubt.
There is nothing left to feel.
The crisp penetration cross.
Lights ice cream salesman 
slipping out to lunch.
Your cave has to be demolished 
they are relocating it.
A tiny trumpet, nursery rhymes.
It’s way down a shady suburban street 
as genetic engineers seek.
To widen the Blackwell tunnel 
For the great leather back turtle.
Without a doubt.
There is nothing left to feel.
A 99 Mister 
Flake soft focus
Love is an obsession.
For those beginning to feel it.
Chocolate slides against iced water.
A red syrup
runs down your face.
Without a doubt
There is nothing left to feel
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Stephen Summers
Pic: Nick Victor

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