Can you hear the buzz in the air—
the electric charge? See a flare lighten up the roadway to your death? Are you ready to take your last breath? No? What a dull, boring affair... Get out of the way, far from here!
about a demon coming across an unworthy opponent
of soul spirit energy we influence it with thought
Two amps Three amps Useless Nine amps Ten amps Eleven amps Come on! Thirty amps Forty amps Fifty amps More! One hundred Amps Two hundred amps Three hundred amps He’s gone
she walks a line
straight and defined though her values are crooked her beauty is divine and in her smile the sun brighter than a thousand bulbs of the electric kind, she is the moon, lending to the bleak night light, typically removed
Lust is a fever that will not break
Gem set spied through the window of a glistening storefront I pace about, outside pitching and heaving palms damp and pulse high until fists crash through thick and taunting glass blood drips down my forearms in sweet and sensuous punishment Electric. High on this carnal criminality Dizzy from the thrill of alarm bells’ whine and pitch I swallow 48 karats of you just to feel the luxury of your heat inside of me Warm butter silk to line my coffin Risking decadence for a little death Romance has its fair share of thrills but subversion is a horned god I give worship to Tend to me. Tend to the parts most boys leave undiscovered curiosity kept in check by ‘what would mama say?’ and ‘What Would Jesus Do?’ **** me in the spaces without name Baptize their thick slickness with sounds that cannot be words and words that cannot be heard without gasps and ugghhs and tisk tisks Come, my love for civility’s sake Come shock and disappoint them just the way I like it Sing to me in my ear wrap your tongue around my neck so that my ancestors sweat from your vile and ravenous intentions Within this aching body there are far dirtier places than behind the ears begging to be worked clean Bite your lover’s lip Render her wet with exhaustion and bathe her cool again thou shalt not go unrewarded tonight. I wrote a poem for you while you were sleeping Then crept into your room to debut its dark and lovely recitation
Written August 17, 2020
The smooth hot breath
of summer dances on her skin A warm metallic fragrance soaked into her tongue as electricity pulsed in the lingering humidity Rolling embers illuminated the midnight sky The still darkness hummed and sparked Suffocating the timid roars of thunder
I thought I was like a bird safely sitting on that wire.
Foolishly thinking I could bypass your electric fire. But I am no tightrope walker, So I slip the sparks cascading through my grip bathing me in a technicolour waterfall.
there was no going back
from the spark between us for a love of such power never strikes twice
have you ever felt a love of such power?
throw your head back
and listen to some Khalid pour yourself a glass of wine and sway to Alina Baraz
take me to outer space