Do you think of me?
With the back of my hand clasped between these teeth
And how?
Tell it to me plainly through the lines on your palms
And whisper into my mouth,
Where
And wherever won't matter;
We don't hear each other
Bells won't sound when I know it's over
Only the outcry of a forlorn rooster
Sung without a shadow of a doubt
Oct 4, 2025
Oct 4, 2025 at 9:01 PM UTC
The tongue is the morning star
Crushed tin
Flailing aluminum stakes
Strapped to the *** with diet cola cans
Sweet and sticky
Sweating in the hot summer sun
A
Sky blue blanket abuzz with gnats
Say it's over
Blasting out
Say it's over
Burning up
Say it's over
Say it's over
Jul 29, 2025
Jul 29, 2025 at 8:31 PM UTC
I sit in my
Small plastic chair
In my isolated one-house
School room
The empty alarm rings
A protean tune for two
Me, sat still
Legs folded, the smell of pencil shavings in the air
And you, running through the hallway
Breakneck speed, lips parted, teeth bared
Do it to me because
You have to
Because I am a fool
Not quite tall enough to
Take it from you
May 3, 2025
May 3, 2025 at 1:13 PM UTC
Lit tunnels and less lit tunnels
Where is the light at the end?
I want the warmth of the train's headlights
And I want the conductor to feel bad
When his breaks don't work in time
Inescapable Death Upon Impact
You can try and lift both feet off the tracks
Hurl your torch into the groaning abyss
Pry the railway from the ground
Alas
What goes up
Must come down
Every flame that flares in
Must fade out
Jan 19, 2025
Jan 19, 2025 at 9:57 PM UTC
Bittersweet to remember
The hands that held you
Before they beat and bludgeoned
You and the potential you once possessed
Cast off into the sinisterly sultry embrace of eager
Sharp-toothed
Thirsty mouths
Only to serve shadowy dead-end escapes
Perfectionist performers
Putting on unsatisfactory performances
For insatiable audiences
How could any of us stand to forgive each other?
Let alone
Ourselves
Jan 8, 2025
Jan 8, 2025 at 12:51 AM UTC
Black Coffee, 2 packs of Cigarettes, Cold Sweat, Quantum Leap
Will today be a good day?
Is life worth living?
The answer bellows back at me
Soft and
Sharp and
Sordid; sinopia spilt and subsequently washed all over the page
Slithering out from beneath harrowed brush
Written in hot breath fingerpaintings on frosted car windows
Dished out in massive, steaming vats
With ladles,
Too heavy to hold
Jan 4, 2025
Jan 4, 2025 at 9:05 PM UTC
It is rooted to my teeth
my stomach
my nostrils
my nasal cavities
It rustles when I breathe in
It begs for more when I bite
It screams when I swallow
I cannot be your choir boy
And I will not kiss you
not today
not tomorrow
not tonight
Dec 28, 2024
Dec 28, 2024 at 11:47 PM UTC
Lying on my back in the sand
Dead fish flop desperately underneath my spine
Cold
Whispering
Corners of my vision
Taxidermied owl
Taxidermied swallow
Pinned Cicada
Etched with defeat.
Roar of the ocean
Flopping fish
You wave its fins in my face and
Run away when I wave back.
Aug 19, 2024
Aug 19, 2024 at 11:00 PM UTC
The eternally dry patch of skin
Right above your elbow
The creased duvet
A sea of olive silk
The toughest pill to swallow
Better taken by mouth
Jun 26, 2024
Jun 26, 2024 at 6:08 PM UTC
Bright plum lips
Bitter to the taste
Soured and untouched
Sweetheart angel baby divine
Salvaged by time
A little bit of sugar
A little bit of salt
A little sip of red wine
Sweetheart angel baby you're so fine
Come on
Pucker up
Let's see you shine
Do you want her on a stake? A skewer? A fig tree?
See?
She can be yours and yours and yours and even mine
And she wants you so bad it hurts to breathe
And she wants you so bad it hurts to breathe
And she wants you so bad
It hurts
To breathe
Religiously, religiously, religiously
May 13, 2024
May 13, 2024 at 12:33 PM UTC