Tag Archives: love

that bitch reading bukowski at the laundromat

everyone’s sickof hearing about the pandemicbut the laundry’s still gotta get doneit’s almost a mile to walkcloudy and windy, chance of rainand there are violets bloomingand kids out in their yardsand some guy grilling somethingthat smells amazingand a fat man with a bulging ruckwho waves and tells methe laundromat is crowded but most people thereContinue reading “that bitch reading bukowski at the laundromat”

just over here, you know, digesting

so yeah i could sit here& write some kinda emo opusabout how fucked up it isthat i’m not fucked up enoughbut eh life’s back to normal i guessi bit my nails back down to bleeding& cried until i could laugh oh youyou are the hardest pill to swallowsorry about ye olde gag reflextruer words &Continue reading “just over here, you know, digesting”

dear blood, or: thoughts while listening to you snore

there was thismoment when we locked eyesmy arm bracedaround the doe’s limp neckand we lifted her togetherto spill blood and gutson the patioi felt my insides shiftwith herssomething changedeverything changedi told you this beforeyou went back to sleepsayin oh honey baby oh honey girlwhat to do what to do excepthold you again there is aContinue reading “dear blood, or: thoughts while listening to you snore”

this poem is brought to you by the somnam corporation

maybe part of why you fit so niceis you don’t make me feelemotionally claustrophobicwe’ve had these soft silencesfull of nonverbal truthsyou’ve gone monthswithout trying to read my diary most times i feelmy time my thoughts my feelingsare a public librarywith dozens of patronsmilling about & checking me outit gets exhaustingto keep so little for meContinue reading “this poem is brought to you by the somnam corporation”

alexa play john prine

i guess i should have guessedhow the light would catch your eyes& how quick how strongthe fever would set inseatbelts off in this reckless wreckburned alive in the chill windoff the lake where you wrapped me up& the room where you slapped me up& how i would feel so trappedat the loud ringing distancedon’t getContinue reading “alexa play john prine”

i meant to wake up before this happened

but in the dream we just talkneither of us asks for anythingand we speak in low voicesgrow tired and stretch outcomfortably yawningin each other’s facescome here you say andhead fits on shoulder andarms wrap soft and firm andyou feel like a white oak andyour heartbeats are ocean wavesin the dream i am warm and sleepybutContinue reading “i meant to wake up before this happened”

venomous progression

the snake coiled in my guthas the typical markingsof a Midwestern Heartbreakerfilthy isolation & yearningno appetite & poor sleepthe mind running over & overwords spoken & unspokenthe extra muscle it takesto pick up a pen & writethe same trite bullshitas everyone else who’s had a bite take me to a bankwith a robbery in progressi’llContinue reading “venomous progression”

uncool ways of decathecting

maybe the hands-on bruisesnever faded & just slipped silentunder skin’s surfacelike a necklace i’ll never removewith a clasp i’ll never reach the first boy i ever kissedtried to kill his wifesome dramatic double suicide thingwith an insanity plea& daddy’s lawyers bought him outdodged that bulletby diving into trenchesstrangled out of breathwith nothing so inchoate asContinue reading “uncool ways of decathecting”