A Spat bubble gum

A Spat bubble gum

It was supposed to be a virgin whisper
Pregnant with a thousand suns.
It was supposed to be a divine breeze
Penetrating my prehistoric caverns.
It was supposed to be an earthquake
Violent and humid.
Our first and last and biggest blasphemy....


But it was a spat bubble gum.






                                                                                                                                           Rania