1: change of state

i don’t know the willow‘s name
she’s hurt, feel her catkin stumps
my shoe and its wrath
release another bug from her stringing-along  
my thick human hands
caress some body
i suspect patterns of convenience
puff pastry layers of a beautiful face
equating familiarity with patience  
our fathers and their root issues  
an altered state is not akin to danger
am i playing god, am i being unjust
you mollusks, worms
squirm in my grasp
we could catch slugs in the backyard
fatten them up
watch them glide against metal
my father could investigate
the ticking time bombs
his man-heart beholds
scruffy secrets
instead he will smile softly and give
everything away
i’ll gladly take the billions of bacteria
the offensive softness of your tongue in the cold
you’re warm to the touch
shaped like a god
i owe you my stubborn heart

22: desire

ravenous, I feast on your idle remains
at night, I run into you
timeless beings wander around
tentatively humming their songs
your blood is minty fresh  peacefully red
heart made of solid gold     
heavy on the childhood bearings
oh, to finally sink the monster teeth into
something human, soft, small     
recalling the time i nearly choked on a marble
 
the tomcats have been dreaming of bird meat
their little throats cawing, longing   
their stern lovers hands
drag them back indoors   
indignant hissing entails
crushed, I rattle on until something breaks
sweet blood rushing     to inbetween my legs
 fear pounding      transferring to you
the old urge to expand into nothingness
in the AM, I aim to kill my lonely parts
for dinner I’m thinking bone broth…
your ghosts laugh in disbelief
both not wanting to acknowledge
the sure-fire death of this party
still, she takes me by the hand
leads me to a scream room
Gets me off        this heavy narrow road
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