Lickable Fuck (Or love in the age of Cyberpunk)
Cholera-tongued moon,
how you reach me
through London's steampunk
vista of zeppelin-round
skyscrapers and lickable
cathedrals. How you reach me
through the labyrinth
of mechanical Minotaurs,
and stores where Dante
is on display 24/7. Cholera
tongued moon, how you reach me.
Christian Ward is a writer from London. His chapbook, Dark Matter Lullabies, was published earlier this year and can be read on Why Vandalism?