love poem
a $100 value
yours for three easy payments of
$19.95
talking about an unlikely situation
I close my eyes until
black turns lilac
I never considered myself lucky
until I saw you
naked
and not that mad
about me being naked
also
lucky,
right?
time passes more slow
without your black hair calendar
and stretched out body
alarm clock
a thought while crossing the street:
I want to kiss you instead of getting hit by a car
taken -
you can fall asleep
I have to be sure
liam neeson gets
his daughter back
what position should we start this porno with?
“it’s not a porno, it’s art.”
(doggystyle)
“nice.”
lifting up the blankets to peek at your undies
hashtag mycalvins
your nuclear family personality
makes me want to have a daughter with you
-Beverly
-she could be named Beverly?
-Bev
lol, what?
just kidding
eating leftover pizza
wondering if I should masturbate now or later
discarding the crust in the wastebin
it has been decided,
later.
you can choke me if you want, i don’t know,
whatever, just kidding, haha, you wanna watch tv?
make my mustache sticky,
sweetie
I do not recognize you
in the arms of another
I myself have burned your library of Alexandra
I love you like catastrophe,
my 9/11 babe
unsent email to A:
thinking of you warmly,
cold in leather jacket - reading.
unsent text to A:
i don’t want to google how to diagnose a UTI, but -
marriage proposal 2018:
you wanna be married?
ok
let’s buy rings next week
or whenever
(no gods, no government)
>true punx
sexting
aggressive,
I already know what I would like to do
and where
and how fast
red and yellow lillies
(because I am not meeting you at an intersection)
I’m sorry
I fell asleep
watching
standard defififi nition
Abella Anderson
videos on the
52” tv in the living room
tuesday afternoon
i’m going to
fuck
the fuck
out of you
when we get to
our AirBnB
longing hair
slow curls now
observed
resembling the word
“please”
in your sleep
kiss me minimal drinking
teeth bleaching
vitamin c
(allmylife I’ve been dying in someoneelse’s dream)
hushed tones learned
patience consideration the pleasure of relief
tea+sugar
everyone goes the wrong way,
looking for an unfamiliar washroom
am I healthy today? –
(a private aesthetic quality)
partly acquaintance process of
resisting biography
[non-erotic asphyxiation]
-prompt tired 9amwokeup buzz on my back
(why do I sleep with my phone in bed?)
but yes this is nice
3/hours pre-30birthday
vanished kept kissing
completely mild panic full sleep
beside,
maybe harmony or flflfl u drunk
still easily identify
ear plugs mean you love me.
no new
suffffff ering passive fantasy
us, perfect carcrash match
flflfl at surfaces not noted
in topographical truth
timezone diabetic
lip lock, sugarless
headache usual lottery
factual basis suggesting
mild surprising middle class
the word “rational” read diffffff erently
no-skeptic latent alternative purpose
(audible bitterness,
experience)
(hand slipped upskirt with
the executioner’s back turned)
yeah, I want to go home
(my biography)
not of much interest
(per-se)
but is there a line in my palm denoting crisis?
sterile opaque agitation
(anecdotal sense)
suggesting appropriate intuition
short term restricted enthusiasm
biologically nuanced
“a more clandestine experience”
again intolerable protectiveness
phantom suggestion
(synchronized self-destruction)
some days I am bad at working,
looking for books - > usually,
I can’t write with a headache
I can’t write today
I’m not sad I just feel sick
usually
(some days I’m like – yeah it’d be nice to keep being alive)
enhanced awful trivial depressing
stare beyond newsprint and plate and
you should be included
rhythm nervous aphorism
kisses, once chosen
enthusiastic long absence
a patronizing
hollywood embrace
(but I was thinking about
novels+paintings)
concrete essence specifififi cally for this
apparent purpose
focusononething
no allergy passion
ghostwritten voice of reason
there is a man
and a dog
this time,
more immediately, ecstasy
further even, death
euthanasia deliberate saying nothing speaking
I sigh, meeting your mouth at the most exasperated end
lipsticked
you, the landscape
the orgasm, postponed
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