I see an old man with a cool lip curl,
A city light smile
catching smoke in his mustache while
he stares at school girls
crossing busy roads,
Innocent temptresses in short dresses
a parade of salmon coloured skin
screaming up stream
to prove that they can swim

Ghost girl
and most girl
host girl
float girl
in my ghost
world
above the gravel girl
unravel girl
travel girl
into my silk
world
see right through
but who?
me and you
too much girl
don’t touch girl
blush girl
asian flush girl
asian must girl
must go
must trust us girl
we are the
teachers of lust girl
oops I mean love
that stuff girl
that love stuff
we’ll stuff it
in the tufts of
your pockets
and it’ll leak out
mocking you girl
like us girl
that love stuff laughs
at you girl
just fluff girl
that love stuff
has got to be
fluff stuff
bluff girl
that love stuff
fluff girl
love stuff
fluff
enough girl
enough

Don't ever confuse yourself
for a person
who makes art

You are Art personified
and preoccupied

Don't delude yourself
You're not like them.

Kiss my frowning ****
face
and place your tongue in my
mouth
spin it around enough times
to replicate how many times
I thought of you today (continuously)
If I get to kiss you again
I’ll make sure you taste me like
raspberries (sour and sweet)
If I get to see you again
I’ll make sure you see me like
full moon (dark and light)
If I get to speak to you again
I’ll make sure you hear me like
mercury (silver and maddening)

and I’ll trade my whole ocean
for the slow waves of your quiet skin
against mine.

The cliff
undresses for the sea
with jagged rocks crumbling,
like tears,
and the sea takes it all
Beautiful,
she weeps
back to the cliff
for she has no
place else
to go
And their sadness
is so sweet
that it doesn't dream
If you listen
you can hear them
whisper
but their voices
are too soft
for anyone
to bother

The daisies
I slit their throats
and made a
necklace out of
them and I
stuck them through
each other
I made a
ring for you
‘He loves me
he loves me not
he loves me
he loves me not’
last petal
plucked like
strangers on
the street falling
dead from
looking in each
others eyes
they die
she dies
cut a
hole between my lips
for you to spit inside
let it reside in there
my leaky cold cauldron
I’ll bathe in my
mouth
and touch myself
where you’d never
expect
like the nape of your
neck and anywhere
soft
could I find the soft
place on you
or have you
hidden it so well
that you’ve swallowed
it up
well spit it back
and into the
cracks my jaw makes
and I’ll shake with
pleasure while
you ignore me
I’ll adore you
like bone bone
shake
take me
with you
when you
go
I await you
like twilight
waiting for sun
everyone wants
your rays
spray them out
like spit
raining on only me
my black rain
cloud sounds like
still borns crying
from their mothers
mouths. KISS
ME. KISS ME
like mouths have
no other job
like lips came in
4’s split apart
then stuck back
together with
secret spit
from my mouth to yours
sit in my ear
and listen to
the daisies swinging
inside my head
heavy heads like
lead. all dead.

Small hands reach to each other and snap back
like broken street lights,

Slender legs stride uncontrollably
like clouds straying from them selves to become two,

Expressions press on faces
like foreign stamps,

Hungry mouths speak eagerly
the way saliva embarrassingly falls to the floor,

And bodies throw themselves at each other
like hammers to glass