I've got an acting gig
coming up
in a couple of weeks.
I'll either play
Joe Goldberg
or some other serial killer.
I recorded myself
to practice
for when I get
the real deal.
My woman said
the first take was better
I also thought
It wasn't bad.
After that I went to the kitchen
I picked up an orange.
I have a strange way
of eating oranges
I slice it up like a plus sign
into four pieces
then I peel the bottom,
and then I put it in my mouth,
and do the rest with my teeth.
But sometimes I just
go in straight with my teeth
and I don't peel it at all
the juice from the orange
drips down my chin
makes its way through
my beard, it softly scans
the back of my hands
until it finally hits the counter.
I eat oranges
like I should eat
at any restaurant—
with no table manners.
I eat oranges the way I write
the way I make love to you
how I know you can be delicate
but I still take you
with my teeth in bed.
Even in the way I act.
I dedicate passion
in all that I do.
I give you all—
the ugly, the good,
God forbid
you admit
that the way I live
is *******
beautiful.
Apr 15, 2025
Apr 15, 2025 at 10:22 PM UTC
I've got an acting gig
coming up
in a couple of weeks.
I'll either play
Joe Goldberg
or some other serial killer.
I recorded myself
to practice
for when I get
the real deal.
My woman said
the first take was better
I also thought
It wasn't bad.
After that I went to the kitchen
I picked up an orange.
I have a strange way
of eating oranges
I slice it up like a plus sign
into four pieces
then I peel the bottom,
and then I put it in my mouth,
and do the rest with my teeth.
But sometimes I just
go in straight with my teeth
and I don't peel it at all
the juice from the orange
drips down my chin
makes its way through
my beard, it softly scans
the back of my hands
until it finally hits the counter.
I eat oranges
like I should eat
at any restaurant—
with no table manners.
I eat oranges the way I write
the way I make love to you
how I know you can be delicate
but I still take you
with my teeth in bed.
Even in the way I act.
I dedicate passion
in all that I do.
I give you all—
the ugly, the good,
God forbid
you admit
that the way I live
is *******
beautiful.
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