Wickado G

Green sky
Sirens blowing
Grit stings against bare skin
It feels like the end of the world
Wall cloud

Giant
The destroyer
Distorted perspective
It can’t possibly be that big
Horror

Concrete
Becomes blown dust
Trees turn to scattered sticks
Cars and trucks into twisted toys
God’s wrath

Lightning
Outlines a shape
Electric Godzilla
A giant atomic lizard
Of wind

Head up
A periscope,
Glancing over cube walls
All is clear for furtive kissing
Hearts race

No stairs
Elevator
It gives us private space
Sudden and explosive kisses
So hot

Out back
Where smokers smoke
No one there, it’s all ours
Tender lips touch at rivers edge
Time flies

A room
Forgotten, dark
Under a set of stairs
A secret rendezvous for two
Kisses

Slow clock
Painful hours
Go faster, minute hand!
Finally we leave together
Joyful

Dark night
Early morning
Awake with kisses
Another day at work ahead
Dragging

Some cheer
Some disapprove
Must never cross the line
Desires strong, and love — it finds
A way