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Blood rushes anxiously,
Flooding fragile corridors,
Crash-cleaning branching highways
Like some brazen, rebellious youth:
Strutting with pride,
Hot, humid air
Filling flaring nostrils;
Body-bags bursting,
Bone-touching-bone,
Morphing into frenzy
Like some lackluster pool:
Gulping champagne rain,
Soaking up suds,
Healthy. Real. Alive!
Anger breeds in bliss,
Its foul progeny laugh,
Spit in civilized contempt
Like some wine-soaked,
Unshaven, unclean, uncouth,
Transient, gutter-schooled
Professor of poverty;
Eyes bulge obscenely,
Pallid orbs frozen,
Locked on target
Like some sweet innocent,
Mama-pampered, father-guided,
Run-of-the-mill, average
Teenager busted for pot;
Grin-trace creeps,
Streaks cross a flushed,
Reddening facescape
Like some modest maiden:
Newly-wedded, never-bedded,
Consumed in celebration,
Filled with anticipation;
Years, hours, and minutes
Are measured in experience:
The realm of bloodrushes.
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