Last night I woke up in a cold sweat.
I dreamed of a boy holding a dog.
She was dying,
and he wouldn't let anyone near her.
Because she was his dog,
and he was her boy.
When the other dogs came sniffing,
the boy pushed them away.
When his brother came smiling,
the boy hit him.
When his mother came calling,
the boy screamed at her.
And the dog shook,
and took ragged little breaths,
and then she stopped.
And the boy cried.
He cried so hard.
I don't remember crying like that.

i write in black ink that turns blue when no one is looking.

i’ve had too much to drink tonight.
please excuse me if i stumble.

have you ever been to a bar where you want to **** in the sink?
not in any, “**** this place” sort of way,
just,
on principle.

this is the sort of place
where patrons
**** in the sink.
the sort of tavern,
where the sink ******* are;
where you thank god for grime;
where it’s not just atlanta *****;
where,
should you **** in that sink,
you are not just sullying the reputation of one befouled public house,
but are continuing in a proud tradition,
of most noble and illustrious drinkers.

You left your stink in my nose and your sweat in the palm of my hand,
And I know that doesn’t sound half as sweet as I’d like.
But that’s the point,
That’s the beauty of it.
Even unpolished,
       Unrefined,
  Unwashed,
I think you understand.

The *** dreams
               Are
                        The
                                 Worst
The ones where I can smell you,
The ones where you ******* sweat,
The ones where we feel our flesh become two-in-one,
The ones where you see me bared naked and true,
The ones where I know what you sound like when you ***.
A squeak
   A moan
      A scream
           A wail
              A cry
          A mumble
      A murmur
   A whisper
A silence.
I want you,
Inside and out.
I want to kiss your tulips,
And lick your lifeline.
I want to make love to your mind,
And **** your fantasies.
I could tell you all the things I want to do,
But I’d rather excite your imagination.
I want to (inhale) you
        and (exhale) me.
I want flushed cheeks,
gasping breath,
glazed eyes,
curled toes.
I want genuflection
And glossolalia.
You breathe life into my lungs.
You light my fire.
You fill me with passion.
And I am so ******* ****** at you.

oh god, what have i gone and done this time.
i walk along the boulevard alone,
a cigarette is tucked behind my ear.
I want to say i hate your dress, except
you feel the same about this tie of mine.
laugh quietly and well, and smile often.  
keep secrets close, but try to not tell lies.
You look at me, your looking turns me on.
Inhale, exhale, breathe deep and do not stop.
Nothing you do, or say, can stop this pain.
Drink deep, sing gaudeamus igitur.
An electrical shock illuminates.
Short, long, and meter can make all the words.
Do not forget to tie your shoes today.

Hey, did you know
You’re never alone.
At any given time
You’ve got a million million
Microscopic
Tiny little friends
All over your skin.