Sunday, February 3, 2013
They're swapping virtual kisses
my blood curdles
my head spins
they're swapping virtual kisses
my blood boils
my glare is fixed
I see them swap saliva
I see them flirt
and almost come
a click a click a click a clack
my stomach churns
my tongue is dry
they keep on swapping kisses
They slide their fingers on the screen
in their heads they groan and scream
I see the insides of their minds
I see them fondle up and grind
I see them touch themselves and moan
in their minds a baby's born
maintain an air of mystery
it wasn't true, it wasn't me
I see them though I see I do
swapping gruesome kisses,
however, virtually.
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
the legend of e. e. cummings
for all you know
orallofwhich
you
do not know
Icouldhavehungmyselfrightnow
w h y
did you
leave
me
alone
now
leave
me
alone
orallofwhich
you
do not know
Icouldhavehungmyselfrightnow
w h y
did you
leave
me
alone
now
leave
me
alone
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Saturday, September 1, 2012
Wear it on a Stick
Someday when you will look away
someday when you’re wound up,
someday when your attention span
won’t let you concentrate.
Someday when you ignore me
I’ll bleed and make a scene
spit and scream and curse and bitch
and be a drama queen.
Someday I’ll show you how it’s done
someday when it’s too late
someday I’ll rip my heart out and wear it on a stick
someday when you’re wound up,
someday when your attention span
won’t let you concentrate.
Someday when you ignore me
I’ll bleed and make a scene
spit and scream and curse and bitch
and be a drama queen.
Someday I’ll show you how it’s done
someday when it’s too late
someday I’ll rip my heart out and wear it on a stick
Thursday, May 3, 2012
Bitter Black
depress you, elevate you
Soothe you, overload you,
wake you and drown you
deep down in tension
relax you and fill you
up with mixed emotion
you cannot do without me
no sugar and no cream,
no milk and not a truffle
unembellished, plain, and flat
I'm your bitter bitter bitter
bitter bitter black
Saturday, March 24, 2012
Simile
Like a Grammy to Punk
Like a broken elevator to a claustrophobe
Like an epidemic to a hypochondriac
Like sirens to a pyromaniac
Like "hold it right there" to a kleptomaniac
Like turbulence to an Iranian
Like clouds to a nude beach
Like a neighbor moaning in ecstasy to your loneliness
Like your wedding party to an ex
Like activity to still drying nail-polish
Like a virgin, no, never mind, forget about the virgin,
You fear me
Like maggots do soft tissue
Like gentlemen do free internet porn
Like leather shoes do blisters
Like tampons do a period
Like wounds do a scab
Like gums do their stitches after the extraction of wisdom teeth
Like a girl in her twenties does masturbation
Like travelers do motion sickness
Like football fans do a draw
Like a mother does her stretch marks
I love you
Like a broken elevator to a claustrophobe
Like an epidemic to a hypochondriac
Like sirens to a pyromaniac
Like "hold it right there" to a kleptomaniac
Like turbulence to an Iranian
Like clouds to a nude beach
Like a neighbor moaning in ecstasy to your loneliness
Like your wedding party to an ex
Like activity to still drying nail-polish
Like a virgin, no, never mind, forget about the virgin,
You fear me
Like maggots do soft tissue
Like gentlemen do free internet porn
Like leather shoes do blisters
Like tampons do a period
Like wounds do a scab
Like gums do their stitches after the extraction of wisdom teeth
Like a girl in her twenties does masturbation
Like travelers do motion sickness
Like football fans do a draw
Like a mother does her stretch marks
I love you
Saturday, March 17, 2012
You- 2
A flawless woman,
Immaculate to such extent it hurts.
Smoking glamorously.
You are ruby red lipstick,
framing her in all elegance ,
smudging on her fingers,
marring her perfection,
with every whiff she
takes.
Sunday, February 5, 2012
You- 1
You are restless black tea,
swimming in a teacup,
of a breakfast in bed,
waiting for sheets;
freshly clean and white on mattress,
to recklessly tip over.
swimming in a teacup,
of a breakfast in bed,
waiting for sheets;
freshly clean and white on mattress,
to recklessly tip over.
Melancholy Melodies
Let's pretend that you suffer,
a terminal illness,
highly contagious.
Come now,
let's kiss.
a terminal illness,
highly contagious.
Come now,
let's kiss.
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