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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”

if you swear to keep it decent then yeah

selling out wouldn’t even cover my gas billso i guess i’ll keep selling you insteadthe apathy of others is death by starvationand my back hurts too much to dance the limboi’ve got a bottle of pills for the painsure, go ahead, i’ll just keep the one lord willing and the river don’t risei will putContinue reading “if you swear to keep it decent then yeah”

i barely know ‘er

from my vantage point behind the desk i can see rib fragments and detached limbs and brain matter and dark bloody muscle stretched out mosaic on the concrete the stomach twists and writhes the heart hovers, moaning hummingbird i want to mash all the pieces together form them into something that’ll live but seeing howContinue reading “i barely know ‘er”

autopsy

i’ve been gone from splitsville longenough that i forgot the mapit’s not like i’m a touristi practically live heredriving up main street you can’t get aroundthe mortuarywhere lo we shall take a scalpeland dissect the liferight out of whatever remained cut right to the hearttime of death: 18 months agohow did we not seehow didContinue reading “autopsy”

i know all about queens

it’s not that i’m allergicto the stingsor even particularly mind(most of the time)but it invites clothing myself in canvasin leather and netting remember this the next time you beg meto take off my armorfor a distant promiseof mead i’ve yet to taste this isn’t an o. henry storyi’m shorn yes butyou never brought the combContinue reading “i know all about queens”

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”

more than when you tried

oh darlin i aint never heardnothin as sad as youcryin out in drunken pain yer cards close; not a gamblerbut the mirror in yer voiceshows yer hand babe i get why yer hurtinya dont gotta say it out loud& i guess neither will i a piece of this messll always beyers, love o minedidnt workContinue reading “more than when you tried”

it hasn’t been my day for a couple years

a partial list of sins & character defects: ihave this thing for blasphemyi love the smell of moneyhighly susceptible to boredomand leatherand coercionand shoplifting i like hurting peoplebut i hate it when they crytake it like a man, manblood tastes better than tears i have a gnawing hungry fetishfor unattainabilityat any given momenti’m in loveContinue reading “it hasn’t been my day for a couple years”

i could honestly really use an energy drink right about now

to thee, my dear friendi do indeed dedicate this delicious doughnutit’s a good ‘unthey overfilled itjust packed the damn thing so fulla buttercreamsoft fresh sweetw/chocolate icing the poet shall smashthe hell out of this treathungover, low blood sugarclearly quitting drinkingdidn’t stick that welllo i am attemptingto stave off this attack y’all ever get this wayanContinue reading “i could honestly really use an energy drink right about now”