March 2012
10 posts
2 tags
Go down to the drug store
buy a tall can
run into a high school face on the way out
laugh because you two never talk
have your first hug of the day
at 6:16pm
Go home
and drink alone.
4 tags
She’s never short on cigarettes
but she’s always short on men
her lungs are going to dry up
and black
like her heart
she’s like a star
about to explode
in the dead space of her chest
she’s beautiful like that.
February 2012
18 posts
The secret to being a super hero
is having dead parents.
4 tags
I force goodbye down my throat
like medicine
my body
didn’t heal
or get any better
when I swallowed those words
from you.
3 tags
Hide your ugly
and
lonely
face
in a book
and try to convince yourself
that these used books
could smell better
than any women
you’ve ever met
or lost.
2 tags
“It’s like a birth but it is in reverse
never gets better, always gets worse
I want to feel like I feel when I’m asleep”
What the fuck is a human hand?
I keep reaching and reaching
and all I get are cigarettes
and I smell like shit
and my breath taste like ash
and this is all I know today
smoke
ash
bad breath
malnourishment
underloved
overfucked
fuck
fuck.
I’m depressed
I wish I was dead
all day I think about
hammering nails into my head
3 tags
I’m going to lick another cigarette
to it’s ass
and I’m going to
push the ash
into the air
and think of cremation
and I’ll have all the dead
circling round my head
and in my lungs
while I practice how to sing
hallelujah
and you won’t be somewhere
going through some city
on your way to me
and we won’t climb mountains
and I won’t cook dinner...
4 tags
My head is humming
your soft breath
and my eyes
are turning
everything upside down
and my tongue
is making it’s daddy proud
with all these knots it can tie.
Yea
I got a fever
inside of me
that makes good people
drop dead
out of the blue
and I’m always sick
and this scar
and this booze
and this pen
and this smoke
and this apathy
and this amazing love
ain’t a...
4 tags
My pen has a button on top of it
and I press it every day
and every night
and no bombs ever go off
nothing in my head explodes
nothing on the page becomes anything
nothing catches fire
nothing ever becomes anything.
4 tags
I don’t need handcuffs
and I don’t need to be bound
my heavy hands
and ten thousand pound spine
already weigh enough
to make me give up easily
No chase
only a collapse
some nights
right before sleep
I can feel the shape
of nuclear explosions
going off
over some
one hundred sixty thousand people
and I get this angst
knowing the world isn’t small enough
and I am...
4 tags
How I masturbate:
I stare at my eyelids
and point my feet
and remember
how good it feels
to be alone
and I cum.
4 tags
My body is a terrible place to live.
It’s always storming inside my head
nothing can grow
everything always uproots in the flood waters.
The things in my lungs
always choke
and never have words
thanks to secondhand smoke
and doubt
there is always earthquakes
there is always an unsteady tremble
in my feet
in my knees
in my fingers
and in my voice,
always.
And I am tearing...
5 tags
Sometimes
I get the feeling
we’d like to rip out
our spines
and use them
as baseball bats
and smash each others
outsides
in
and then maybe
dent the ground a little bit
or dig a small grave
with our bad ideas
and make a deeper hole
to bury each other in
but I swear
I’d mark the ground
with my spine
like a headstone
and try to collapse myself
close enough
to share beds again...
5 tags
Cupid’s arrow
is heavy
and reused.
Pulled from the backs
of so many hopefuls
and
shot back into the ones
with dreams
still
in their young
dumb
hearts.
Cupid’s arrows
is reused.
Think:
Aids
immune deficiency
heart failure
hours at the doctors
pills adding up
filling
the daily casings.
Think of
being sick in bed
like dogs
so happy to not be alone
with the...
3 tags
4 tags
There is
vomit
in the garden
you’ll have to bury
before the dog
eats it
and your shoe
and your sock
and your pant leg
all have vomit
on them
this is what
your morning looks like
this is what
tea
and
hand rolled
cigarettes
gets you
and your head will roll
through gutters
through mud
through porno shops
and your garden will bloom
behind your back
with things
too...