Yeah Yeah
you didn't know she was your first cousin

Contempt breeds within the one who lets it bend them over.

The opposite of familiarity breeds contempt.
strangeness, unfamiliarity

and

it all has to do with seeing yourself as some kind of perfect being, and really doesn't bother the one you have the contempt for...you

Contempt of Court? God will tell you.

(another poet's favorite saying murdered by logic and love. Yes, I know there are people who will say my writing is violent...that's the same people it smacks around. It will be okay...when you're gone. Do you get it? Someone who is ****** has kind of a right to feel contempt for the most familiar of all.)

I have never been one
to eat my words,
no—

I regurgitate
and spit them
back into your eye.

I cut off my feet
at the ankles


so as to ensure
they never set foot
in my mouth again.

Oh dear!
--
So sheer!
--
No coverage
In the rear!

these birds nest out of your ribs
like heart worn on your limbs

looking game
lock picking
scrapped

from compassion for birds.