Ambigious Vivacious Folds of the Canopy

i want to run to the skies that cry bloodthirsty mercy
i want to be ambigious and make promiscuous love

nature crawls from vivacious folds of the canopy
in a jungle that bawls with barrels of laughter
a symphony that's as good as the liquour

flesh thighs open with the wound of intercourse
tenderness wets it's lips with salty ambition

omit the moans of agonizing pleasure
orgasms from the dystopia of deadly decay

shapley anagrams from mammary glands
cause us to flicker and wade in the cess pool

of gross
gorgeous
grotesque sins

i want to fall in lust with torn faces

i want
to be
mega
supreme
cosmic

hit ignorance in the jaw and cause chaos
infinite entropy through constant loss of ethics

oh how glorious our garden would be to be in forever lush...

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I like it. One thing:

in a jungle that bawls with barrels of laughter

This line was...weird. Bawling laughter? That was the only thing that stood out, though; everything else flowed smoothly and effortlessly. Sweet.

The relationship of birth and sex was well played. Watch diction. The attention of your reader may get caught up in words like "dystopia" rather than the meaning of your poem. Overall, it was relatively clear, very descriptive, extremely creative, and moderately easy to read. Very well played indeed.

If I were to object to some part of this poem, it would be the last four sections. They seem less organized, less intense. "fall in lust" is trite. Editing it or not is your decision, as always.

I think TimJim gave you just about everything you need. You have a good sense for words, you just need to work on how you utilize them. Overall this was a very well written poem and I look forward to reading more of your works.