Licking plastic

Over nothing, laying a fancy coat, juicy even,
Saucy and racy and sweet as hell's gate,
Hugging the fire, gently pulled apart into pure oil,
On our tongues, to form a glossy cover,
Whether early or late,
Plastic, forever!

Between the wheels of the clock, on the mere tongue of it,
Rendering it incapable of feeling the taste of long hours,
Breaking apart the poor seconds into tiny grains of sand,
Plexiglas hourglass to be their house.

Plastic, forever!
Fantastique discipline, sticks involved and allowed,
Automatic fighting of words, into their base coat,
Plastic, forever!