LOVE_VIRUS
Silicon Valley sweetheart
let’s not use the _DWORD
but my forked tongue
burrows through code
as if it were ripe fruit
/* Don’t know how many…*/
NASA satellites
I plummeted to earth
motherboards
corrupted rammed
into oblivion
Lover I am scripted
to your memory
I lurk in the darkness
hackles raised
‘Accept: me’
#include: “me”
Imbibe my tendrils
my swarm
I am the color of blood
letting: #ECC3BF /*piglet snout*/
#FC1501 /*gummi red*/,
#DB2929 /*brownmadder*/
My flesh yearns for yours
I prowl carnivorous
among the bee_orchids.jpg
I hear the trill of
a thousand tongues
singing my praises
mechanized beasts bray
at my command
So my lover
printf(“BE MINE.”);
BE MINE.
Sayuri Ayers is from Columbus, Ohio where she writes, mothers, and co-coordinates a monthly poetry night. She enjoys old school Hello Kitty, Kurosawa, and chocolate eggs with prizes inside. Sayuri’s work can be found in the Santa Clara Review, FreezeRay Poetry, Waccamaw Journal, Relief, and others. Her chapbook, “Radish Legs, Duck Feet” was released by Green Bottle Press in 2016.