January 2, 2017I exhale cerulean and cage incendiary this languid response to
a minimum
powder burns on what was once described with succulent lips
venomous rhetoric
and an uncanny ability to become the ripper in a black night under your red lights
what hierarchy can endure deviation its corpulence the stuttering chant of what shall and
shan’t make a man ? now the benediction lies bemused and throbbing with welts across its countenance watching angels weep
my contrivances corner the cunt a rose by the same shame and allows invidious truths a small escape
plenary disclaimers involuntarily hesitate with both palms denying their ghosts prodigal twins
hungry
mouths fucking with finesse a series of frames the looming detectives posing as breasts upon
a hallow chest
better bark than bite darling
lack of life lacking experience
whore in the attention you seek mild decadence
sharpen your fangs for one last gallop you old goat which way the ungodly ?
satyriconned
unremitting fountain to be there replacing emotion so frail
lost and running from words we produce
shadowplay from shears forked meaning all too immature
oediplexing betwixt my mother’s legs as alarm clock reads six six sexes
it takes me hours it takes you days
revising closely the grammatical errors gargling airs put on in purple what style lacking on your page
exaggerated lifetimes allegedly i taste
you won’t help you here this feast designed for men without mouths waited upon by servants undelivered from the deluge
the master–the unwavering insecurities that are your only arsenal
now the warm machine won’t mind when i defy sycophantic notions expectations of becoming the becoming a bloody bitten apple in your eye
go back
read it again
what errors
only due arrogance
friendless
it might take you twice the lifetime
it
only
took me
the beginning
of the end
∞
