Saturday, July 10, 2010

Kiss

Your tongue is busy
So my mouth full
Of cold, sugared vodka
Won't ask for wanting
Silence to teach you sound

In a woman's world
Your involuntary noise
Would top charts.

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Bias

Keats and I,
We could take oaths on your face.

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Mirrored Smoke Brassiere

Stare at my vagina.
(there's a chastity belt on my secrets.)

Physical nudity has nothing on emotional stripping.
My poetry is lingerie for my soul.
Intellectual dick tease,
I'm a coward.
I don't want to cry.
It'll ruin my makeup.
Capitalist focus,
Forget Sunday, go to Vegas, cash in on character flaws
Lube my ass in a crowded club
I'll give you something hard to attend to!
(besides questions.)
I won't speak plainly
because I'm afraid,
and I'm insecure.
Your flattering interest calls for a tour guide
but I don't want to look at myself.
Let me be an empty cathedral
Wander aimlessly in senseless wonder
Crush into velvet pew
See dust on the stained glass
Spiderwebs in vaulted ceilings
The God you're seeking is out today.
Take beauty instead,
here's a distraction,
TITS AND ASS
fleshlight flash, glossed red leather lips
stick to skin, every sin
church was built to save you after.
Pout purr professional
sex goddamn symbol, baby
I want to be one dimensional
because I don't want
so much.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Silicone Sheeting

There's a body in the lake.
Dreamer, if we don't wake they fear...

Heat metal to melting, hold on tight.
Past loves last week's run in,
the dangerous end, carcinogen lie in my skin.
Futureperfect writes Webster,
I want to be
but my vocabulary's underverbed.

Long sleeves and lies are the most effective symptom solutions.
The disease is a bitch
so we just won't talk about it.
There's no pink fading to white under my makeup.
Cardio sucks scar color.
Run away.

Artists are self indulgent corpse fuckers,
we have been for years.
It's easier this way, our pain is right there
and who in the miserable world wants to hear about your happiness?
Fuck off
forget about it,
consumer culture demands sugared glitter
lovesongs to break hearts.
No reality checks for cashed out eyes.
Wear 3D glasses to feel
for steadily more expensive ghosts.
Borrow hope to pay today's emotional debt.
We're gonna die broke(n).
We're a fear
We're afraid
We're all afraid
I fear the worst
Terror rendered powerless is the action of terrible courage.

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Conflict Inexplicable

You are the skeleton key to my caged tiger
close enough to use this shield for a mirror.
The past was content with reflection;
you're the least indulgent person I know.
That face launched oceans
first from shock, last from horror.
You've born the weight of other's error.
This hesitation doesn't indicate doubt, my calculated Cupid.
You're no apocalypse, just mathematics.
(I can handle application, theory escapes me.)
Your face is technically perfect
Even everything I'd ask for,
But it's not why I hid in the kitchen
crying into a smile at 2 in the afternoon.

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Technicolor Retina

My ladle is an accurate devil,
watching details.
Swallows criticism,
until I've measured sufficient.

Sometimes this teaspoon serves more than sugar.
He stirs me,
observing changes observed
and I whore for attention
like any internet's children.
I want to become
(a girl who can dance for 3 minutes,
a woman who can love without fucking)
more perfectly a better me.

He asks questions I can't answer,
would ignore from anyone else,
his soundtrack dies for love.
Life as a bleeding explorer is all I've got,
but I could die tomorrow.

In acute humanity, insecurity goes without saying.
I write my doubts on napkin scraps,
leave them crumpled in coffee spills at Starbucks' across Manhattan.
Some busboy I'll never meet
knows some stranger with poor penmanship
fears not being
(entertaining, charming, supportive, attentive, ... )
enough.

Sunday, February 28, 2010

Puzzle Piece

You don't have to be perfect,
just perfect for me.

Drugs and casual sex have nothing
on being asked difficult questions at 4am
by you.

My inappropriately timed laughter
is only me
recognizing your outline's edges.

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Reddish Blues

Lend me your wrist and a boxcutter
I said, I need fresh lipstick.

I used to be so shocking,
want doppelganger sex dolls.
Swore like a sailor I loved them all
like my neighbors
and myself,
and now you
clean skinned wonder,
too young for me,
conservative.
I want to burn all over,
preserve my memory but don't use me
sparingly.

Reticence diminishes pleasure,
does not extend.
Cowards are criminals, should self prosecute
seldom wake in time for court.

At 6, I read newer testaments with little understanding.
Now I'm old enough to lie
about the date my parents conceived
such a disappointing child.
We aren't adults,
our nudity shocks no one.
We are expected, entertain strange,
titillate
baby
doll.
Outside
the ring they demand,
and we bonobo tango till our paws bleed,
toes curled in latex en pointe under whip
Invisible barbs sting
From between purchased mouths.
Who needs to be born with it
In plastic crowned cosmetic dream?
I am frequently afraid,
but know no one else to be.
I make my heartbreaker's face in the mirror
and hate myself for it
when I catch her smile in my teeth.
But I'm never alone
and she wasn't all wrong.

You make me wish
For a past like rabbits
And a fancy hat
But if I turned tricks
I wouldn't be
The woman you love.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Reason Comes From Everything

go up on me, blow my mind
gently
I'll discard petals
cherry blossoms on your breeze
stand before you bare as winter
scared as snow.

I believe in you
God
And high heeled shoes
Enough to be afraid.

Sunday, January 31, 2010

Fervor

Your belief in me deifies
and taught me the fear of God
He's afraid of letting us down.

I can be a lot in the morning
anything except
blank as I was last night.
Fill the space with what attracts you
I'll get it back tomorrow
I swear.

Your faith inspires
I will work miracles for you.

Saturday, January 23, 2010

, too.

You are handsome
But not to the extent
I believe.

All incoherent, exhausted word vomit
meant half as much as your
remembering to call.

Sunday, January 10, 2010

But She Never Comes Home and She Won't Call

Children are selfish,
Yours are no exception.

I am afraid
of third degree burns
Spiders
And that you will die
before we learn to talk
without fighting.

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Demand Exceeds Supply

Ejaculate injection
infected function,
cross my eyes
dot my...unmentionables.
you do everything
multi-(ab)use
ideal contraption
contracepted bliss
slide me down your skin

Let me desire sans denial.
I want to eat you,
mouth down.
settle for sex,
when impossible distance is done.

This inadequacy is impermanent,
we do not match our settings,
only chosen surroundings.
Inexact magic, our science
in the land of coffee and saccharine
where principle stands.
Without you, I abandon
my preferred side of the bed.
Your scent on the sheets plays dreamcatcher
till sunset sees us city swarming
separate schedules.

Come back to me.
I want to teach you
to be naked.
While you teach me
to be.

Monday, December 14, 2009

Securely Pinned Tiara

I'll take my way
send heartaches back where they came from,
where I never go.
Wouldn't you?
Masoch might not
but we're unrelated.

I told you what she did to me.
Are you deaf
or just selfish?
Your timing is terrible,
pushy.
What am I going to DO with you?
What AM I going to do with you?
You, entirely unlike everyone else.
Life is unfair,
why should you exceed reality?
You need a dead girl,
I need you kinder.

She is her whole name to my skull,
misbehaved Southern child.
Oh, baby.
You weren't a bad girl,
just oil in my ocean,
fish killer.
I needed you kinder,
needed you at all,
but abandoning seafood doesn't mean I'm hungry.

Modern selfishness consumed.
Royal ice sculpture staring down and down
electronic shadows
of the hearts
I used to heat.
Global warming is a lie
between our shifted seasons
While snow suffocates small things,
spring slaps my concrete jungle,
unsettling monsters.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Predictable Exasperation

I live in a city of car sleepers
peace costs extra.
I am overtired.
Gray Greek guardian in a yellow cab,
save me.
After five years of braces
I must unlearn my smile
Till the city learns
It's okay to laugh
during orgasm.

Friday, November 6, 2009

While Humming Lullabies

My favorite key is useless
because the lock never is.

I spy on beautiful people
falling in lust
love, combinations thereof
Bearing black oil, I defer dreams
slightly schedule sleep,
my beautiful person and I
early rises for long days
productivity
I could be a grown up
if I had a real job.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Goodnight

I had something to say
when my teeth started to part
But decided against it.

Friday, October 30, 2009

Chicago

Strung between Astoria and another hotel
plane full of pretty girls
tousled heads on lover’s shoulders,
wish I were one
but my shoulder is sleeping
in the bed I left unmade.
I was so good at leaving,
before I met you.
Before I met you,
I left everyone I ever loved.

Shove worry behind skull skeletons,
slam the door before this speed can slip
through bony fingers, slide into my eyes.
Go back to sucking your dick in a dirty public bathroom,
we’re better at sex than fear.
You first said you loved me
while the guy who loved kissing you
was fucking me
straddling you.
The light on this flight is warmer than early winter
on your face two hours later
over decaf coffee and religion,
another 8am diner dinner.
Perfect.

We build tomorrow every day of our lives.
Funny how you can be aware of something for years
without giving much of a damn,
then wake up one day
and find the most exciting thing your world’s ever known.
Tomorrow we can be anything we want.
Is the ennui I suffered from
Common to our cohort?
Modern life prescribed
School 5 to 25
Work till death
The chronicled coma epidemic.

Familiar as frightening,
so similar as to seem a known commodity.
Safe, whether or not it’s true
bound
to happen
Let’s make it so,
quicksilver dawn
after today’s heavy thunderstorms.
leave milk out,
I’ll come round more often.
Death's too common to leave emotion unexplored
looking at you, I feel.

Saturday, October 17, 2009

All Tomorrow's Parties

Forever means as long as you can, none of us is.
Swallow pharmaceutical alphabet
Australian tongue,
news hits New York before Toronto.
Reputation flies faster than I do,
and I get around.
Trade LA for NY
Berlin for Oz.

Today envelope lips deliver a kiss
to the beautiful boy
who knows my mouth isn’t all his.
Nets working,
youth labors for us-
Gorgeous infants,
so motivated
it’s killing our parents,
we’re those beautiful babies
screen screaming in light streams,
left our native South for the frozen North.
Crazy lady.
Extra bags to get through customs,
I’m coming home without an address.

He met me homeless,
he met me alone.
On a Sunday in Ramadan we pulled Persian smoke through American lungs,
pineapple cancer and cinnamon dreams gleaming in silicone blue.
I’ve reached out,
I’m finger fucking faith in the back of a Manhattan taxi.
Speechlessly thankful for the spectacle we create,
strange lovely domestication.
Mop on a leash,
thin black shadows stiletto stalk golden afternoons.

Love that lifts limits,
Behind stage makeup,
we’re young angels laughing in a concrete jungle,
bloodstained palms etched in psalms,
holding hands,
hearts,
heads.
Swapping confidence in our spit,
everyone’s nice when you’re beautiful and naked
so set the outfits shrinking.
Giggles ricochet off the sidewalk
like padded bullets.
I’m selectively deaf
Till my iPod melts
We’ll build tomorrow
today.

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Easy Girls

A girl I'd never fuck
asked me if I ate pussy
I thought of your sea foam eyes and crocodile tears
And I laughed at her.

When you said you'd always love me
and never anyone else
I hope you were lying
for your sake.