June 5, 2014 Leave a comment
She is the most gorgeous woman I have ever loved. Her mane swells around her like the cloak of questions surrounding our conflict. We should die as freely as those follicles. We should last as long as those strands.
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February 6, 2014 Leave a comment
There are two of you. The one I need to walk away from and the one I am splayed open with an aching to run to.
There is the child whose porcine hands need holding, whose sepia wisps need stroking, whose eager mouth needs nourishment from breasts the size of sky. Tender and swollen with memory.
There is the woman whose hooves rake into earth and steady themselves beside mine. Never a fortress so beautiful built. There is the woman whose molten core pulses between pillars of thigh, each throb an invitation to sacred communion. My tongue a disciple of this esoteric wisdom. My fingers, straight jacketed patients committed to the pink, padded walls of her asylum. I miss this devotion. I am home in this thrashing.
You, the bullet and the bandage. You. The teeth and the tourniquet. The guillotine and the gauze.
June 5, 2013 2 Comments
I forgot to tell you how often I look at that picture of you. Red, distant, searing, excruciatingly beautiful. Mars in a mini skirt.
I forgot to tell you my body escapes from my own autonomy when you’re
Chest cavity palpitations.
The spontaneous sprouting of additional nipples.
While the rest of me has been whipped into dyskinesia, my eyes slip into possum paralysis.
Hoping you don’t notice, unable to look away,
Eyestare too long at your hair
Remembering its cascade from you to me, lava flow during our volcanic activity.
I forgot to tell you in my spacey head, our hearts have much more to say to one another…
March 19, 2013 Leave a comment
I fell asleep with you in my hair and woke up with you around my eyes. the larva we were is now a translucent chrysalis. infinitesimal galaxy of imaginal buds mapping out a stretch of vast exploration and interminable indulgence.
Blood stained hands shape the mass of our remains. Scattered frass peppers this terrarium and rot holds itself up on promise crutches. Betrayal bends over it’s back brace and soothes me with the unmistakable stench of nostalgia.
in love, comfort is a lie we tell ourselves. Air freshener to mask the smell of shit.
March 8, 2013 Leave a comment
You are the only person in the world I can spend several hours on the phone with, several times a week ever since we first met several years ago.
Cada día doy gracias a la vida que eso todavía no ha cambiado.
Hermano mio, somos cortados con las mismas tijeras. Estas en mi sangre. Mis huesos son estampados con toda nuestra historia absurda y canciones de nuestro amor se vuelan de mis dientes cada vez que hablo.
Hasta la muerte, tu y yo.
March 6, 2013 Leave a comment
1. completely unbroken. stand tall and spit breath of sulphurous fire and make sure everyone knows you dwarf china’s great wall.
2.completely unbroken and utterly bored. stand tall and push hard so you’ll never be the first one pushed. make sure everyone knows you’ve had your portion and you’re carelessly and prodigally throwing your leftovers out.
3. completely caught off guard, my own words around me like hyenas. decapitated in one fell swoop, i stand headless, heartless and faithless while karma laughs her buoyant belly all the way back to hell.