"Gravity Pool"

pull cigarettes/handles, accordingly to taste
drool over girl's matter
we came
unwanted
sailed sky
uncertain
in a pool of kiss gravity
on blood rhythm circulating
empty rehearsal rooms
where only one capitulated singer
practiced death sighs
so, empty, it's not a description
through a million girls over which
he drooled
until saliva tree grew out
of/by him/her
the scarce observer
great connector
here, have another dot
pull another sky straw
enjoy your drinks
another occasion to party like that
won't even come in next
plasticized life
that's the closest you get here
to death, my friend
the closest you pull
out of love pools.