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five excuses

I. hollow voice to empty earsbecause i shot wordslike bullets to the black nightsinging the meteor showercat-clawing until the notes shatteredand fell spent and sweatingat the feet of a mumbling crowdwho don’t seem to like purplenearly as much as i do II. smash cut: age eightbecause she used to saywhen you write your bestsellerinstead ofContinue reading “five excuses”

international award for excellence in correspondence

let’s face the factthat today’s poetryis fucking bullshit& i’ll never Make It pro tip:when you submitdon’t pay the $50for feedback the novel formatis not working outmy voice issimple baby all i wantis to be rememberedas a wonderfulwriter of letters fuck the novelfuck the poemsfuck being a playwrightgive me stamps

lock your own door, pt. ii

should i switch to tequilain spite of our rotten limesfeet in lead bootsroll me into the riverwatch me sinkin defiance of your expectationsoh you thought i’d fightyou thought i’d swimyou did did yousorry to disappointbut what’s else is new my patience is as shortas your memoryor your attention spanor the straw i drewdown on youContinue reading “lock your own door, pt. ii”

cassavetes says he isn’t taking my calls anymore

suppose there’s a point of pointlessnesswhere complaining just puts you inone of those obligating positionsand low-maintenance seems bestbut lo it is lonely waiting againbitches i’m back to havingnothing but some bit partof someone else’s lowlife hearts want what hearts wantwhat hearts want what heartswant what hearts want whatheart wants the consolation kisswhich creates no differencebetweenContinue reading “cassavetes says he isn’t taking my calls anymore”

and we are all dehydrated

i could so effectively eraseevery aspect of my presencenon-tactile and undrinkablewithout giving notice always a warm bed waitingarms to grasp &lungs to gasphair tangled from correspondence made flesh angel singingi am the only one nowi am the only one nowi am the only one now i am the only one now none of this makesContinue reading “and we are all dehydrated”

i am ian’s busted heart

someday someone’s gonna love you this much & you’ll find a reason to say no anyway you think someday you’ll be ready but it’s 23 all over again when you’re scared you’re screaming no no no no no it’s not a habit but love love is a mirror and we hate the sight of ourselvesContinue reading “i am ian’s busted heart”

that’s what makes them gods

we’ll never make it all fit againedges sharper & the space deflates;you’ve got a way to measurehow thick blood runs this time. sayin babe what flavor is the shame?you wanna be adored?i could worship you forever,right up until you fuck it up. the best thing about gods isthey don’t care when you lose faith —watchContinue reading “that’s what makes them gods”

let’s make out and listen to car seat headrest

we can’t have a rational conversation about all the fun ways my hurt manifests of course it’s easier when i’m leaning hedonist & i’m so enjoyable when i’m drunk but here i am waking up with a heart full of hate gagging on nightmares & i just can’t find the exit the less i loveContinue reading “let’s make out and listen to car seat headrest”