you
threw me into the waves
and made me thank you
for pulling me out
before i drowned.
Jul 22, 2017
Jul 22, 2017 at 8:00 PM UTC
it whispers playful musings
it sings songs--
like an old friend--
it sings songs
it muses about the end
it is the dilemma in knowing
that the drink which leaves you
frothing at the mouth
bleeding out the eyes
tastes like the best worst thing
tastes like the most saccharine--
it is the agony in knowing
that to drink it once means
to leave something unsaid
to leave the door open
and the gas on
to leave the static buzzing
and a baby crying
and the faucet running
and someone wondering--
Jul 6, 2017
Jul 6, 2017 at 6:17 PM UTC
Boogie oogie oogie man
flashing, grinning,
dancing man
bearing teeth
gnashing, gnashing, gnawing meat
SPOOK-y man
with your grin that holds ten thousand teeth
and your chin from which
red blood drips sticky and sweet
BOO!
Boogie oogie oogie,
Mr. Boogie man
Dance with limbs that
twist and bend
and snap and crack
and thwip and thwack
Snap--
your fingers, Mr. Boogie man!
And slap your thighs
And clap your hands
Won't you join me in this dance?
And won't you stroke my face?
And kiss my cheek?
And bite my neck?
And drink my red blood so sweet?
And won't you,
with your ten thousand teeth,
devour my heart
as you feast, feast feast...
Oh, Mr. Boogie oogie oogie man
Let us dance the night away!
Your broken fingers can hold my back
as my snapping bones
go thwack, thwack, thwack
And I'll wipe the blood from my eyes
And I'll wipe the tears from my heart
And we'll boogie oogie oogie
Til death lets me part
Apr 28, 2017
Apr 28, 2017 at 2:07 PM UTC