Hot liquid broke through the tiny pores of his pale skin,
and his heart assumed the excellence of a drunk drummer.
Quickly, It was coming again,
This time with phenomenal force.
With the piercing voice aroused,
demanding and tormenting.
Suddenly, time paused,
existence and reality were stuck in a realm of insignificance.
As his eyelids embraced each other, he took a deep breath,
He alone knew what to do.
With the stealth of an African gazelle,
He found solace in the sleekness of his ballpoint.
Now his eyelids parted to reveal glowing eyeballs,
like a god he penned till the heavens called a truce.
Written By: Stephen
March 28, 2021