I will ask you a question. Liked
I ask my father. Thou art in heaven.
Bestowed upon me
an army of little. Do you remember?
I fell more than once, twice. A blood can
be more than a child. Naturally
I still carry the scars with pride.
Can you see them? Ask me why
what age?
Do you think you loved me not
did you love me. I sank too
early not to deeply. Never look
at me like that. Ever. Or again.

foul mouth and stained teeth
unlike you, I take care my own way
liquor mouth and stained tee
I wear my hat both ways
rusty belt and visible bruises
I like it when you sleep
guy I met online or friend of a friend
what ***** things would you say to me?
deranged4disengaged
sitting on your lap
can I still be saved?
the question fades

I feel *****
like a dead fish stranded on the beach
with no birds to chew me up
I am wasted and disposed
look at me rot
without pleasuring anyone
me, the ***** pleasurer
now on the mainland
born in a polluted river
swimming and disengaged
I am empty gutted

take a couple careful steps back,
because you wouldn't want to do that
I'm writing this drunk
my lips stained burgundy red
it's a poet's night
candle lit
I'm asking you to hold my hand
your fingers lining my palm
would you hold my hand
where my teeth are rotten

one day you'll get hit by a car
and one day you will get lost
you would think it's unfortunate
having such little power
but soon you'll realize
that maybe that's just the way it is

death is merely a token of life
their right hand on the other's left side
they are dancing in unison
stroking death's skin