Bitch, what have you got to be sorry for
with your glazed doughnut skin
and your pink lemonade cheeks
chocolate fondue hair cascade
down green apple shoulders
so sweet
you sicken me
all those dips
to run my tongue over
I’m sorry
I started to bitch you out
and I intended to press on
before I got distracted
by the bouncy red gummi bears
you flap for lips
You’re such a lovely boy,
so serene, so soft, well-spoken.
The darkness in your eyes,
so well kept
below the
surface.
You’re such a lovely boy,
so calm, soft focus, so cheery.
The pain behind your stare,
so well swept
under the
rug.
What’s such a lovely boy
doing here, amongst the ruins?
The place such lovely boys
do not tread:
amidst my
skirts.
with cock in satin and a letter to an ex-boyfriend that will never be posted I am all these lonely stalkers at night and we are all just lonely lovers who can’t love each other oh god oh god so sad so sad you should fuck me
Just you know
pretty hard like
Touch me, touch me, touch me
please touch me
there and there and there
don’t stop
okay stop
Again
slower
slowly
no, no
yes, yes
NO
Okay, yes
Yes
Yes
Please don’t let me
disappear
with your fingers
crushed between
the folds of my labia
my body exists
on this mortal plane
Without prodding
I am thoughts
disembodied words
and much of nothing
Go away
I have a headache
from stunted creativity
and emotional
overindulgence
and cooler stuff besides
Do you still love me?
“I’m being funny again,” I laugh.
With the seriousness of the world,
At my shoulders.
I can barely walk today:
My legs are immovable sandbags,
But I shrug and clear my throat.
“You yield to me,” I sing.
A touch too loudly.
A hair too painfully;
A galaxy of too much aching fun.
The world in all its seriousness,
Crumbles at my giggling back.
No time for hysterics now.
No time for you,
Because -
There’s beer to be drunk,
Songs to be sung,
Women to be made love to,
Clichés to embody,
Tautologies to spew,
Pretensions to pretend to.
Et cetera to proffer,
People to fuck,
Lies to lie,
Fools to be made to look foolish,
Lives to live.
Families to watch die.
Cat piss and cunt ass-lickers
Those bitches don’t like me
That’s okay
Nobody wants to read about
Bullshit and banana muffins
I’m not writing it
I’m taking the boys
To town
Tonight
Picnic under the stars
In my best dress
And you
Off my checkered blanket
Pimm’s spit spray
from my mouth to yours
You know I love you
With your hand squeezed tight
Between my legs
They know I love them
With their skin, faces tight
Unwashed, unhurried
I skitter
down
anxiously
You know I love you
With your fists wound tight
‘Round my neck
Blood-suckered, angered
Hollow, following
unknown something ideals
Marxist, socialist
Take a shit-ist
We don’t care-ist
They know we love them
Alice, she’s so pretty
Walk a little ways away
Then come back
See you move, Alice
Your name’s been used, Alice
Like you were used, Alice
How long’s it been, Alice?
Alice, she’s a surfer boy
Writhing on flesh waves
Alice, don’t walk away from us
You know you like
Our heavy press junket
Heavy breath
In the backseat of your father’s
Rickety, old Mazda Miata
Fuck him.
I like ‘poems’
‘cause they can
be short
and you can be
easily fooled
into reading one
Blood is a highly specialised circulating tissue
Blood is a song by a British Indie rock band
Blood is the fluid which circulates
Blood is an album released in 1991
Blood is the liquid containing red cells
Blood is the third episode of the second season
Blood is a bi-monthly medical journal
Blood is essential for life
Blood is a substance that nourishes; moistens
Blood is a 2001 album
Blood is the fluid connective tissue
Blood is a symbol of truth and loyalty
Blood is sacred oaths
Blood is a PC game
Blood is the red fluid in the body
Blood contains the power of life
Blood is the red liquor that circulates in bodies of animals
Loss of blood can indicate loss of love
I love your third world charm
You underdeveloped oddity
Your backward thoughts entice me
Your wayward ways seduce me
Cheaply made clothing, arresting
Heavy accent on deaf ears
Native princess of a new century
To plunder, pillage and discover anew
Big white man claims his prize
Small brown woman’s willling surrender
Me
You
Me
You
Me
You
Me
Me
Me
Me
Me
You
To the one who searched for
Ex boyfriend fucking you over
No, I fuck him daily
To the one who searched for
Mouth throat gag banbana (sic)
Ha
To the one who searched for
Love letters to you ex boyfriend
Confusion breeds illusion (that is not a song lyric)
To the one who searched for
[Random phrases from my writing in quotes]
That is not a song lyric, either
To the one who searched for
Knickers down spank me and hogtie me and fuck me
Me first
To the one who searched for
How to say sorry to ex boyfriend
Sorry
To the one who searched for
Picture of girl with soap in her mouth
Cheese
To the one who searched for
Do menthol cigarettes stain teeth?
Yes
To the one who searched for
Dont pull my knickers down miss
Why?
To the one who searched for
The way you sucked my spirit out of
Out of? Out of what? OUT OF WHAT?!
To the one who searched for me
To the one who searched for me
To the one who never found me
You’re all looking for the wrong thing