Diaries Are Meant to be Readof all the words and ordersDiaries Are Meant to be Read
in the world I chose the final ones carefully
a teacup balancing on the nose of a dolphin that grew legs and is biking uphill drunk
a cardboard countertop is where we count our daily rations. the cat-eyed clock says “look
at me, I’m vintage” and brilliance erupts
betwixt the bullshit.
crystal meth in the morning. xanny bars at night. love love love love love love love love love your pituitary gland your 401(k) plan your mother
these are nights we failed to live they
The TowerI left my shadowThe Tower
swinging on your bed
the one that bet upon
our love and lost
the nights where words long said,
meek and soft, lie dead and hope
finds fear in a handful of lust.
for these are not words we speak— these ebbs along our ribs, hallowed and sacrilege— just interjections, enjambed
upon the line breaks of our lives, an absence of warmth,
grace, or anything of relevance in an age
built upon
escaping reality.
silently we feed; cold-blooded and hot-hearted,
we taste the night in
Same Sex MarriageSame Sex Marriage: Why Are We Still Arguing? Perhaps it is the irony of a half-naked man in fairy wings parading the streets of San Francisco claiming he’s just like everyone else. Perhaps, Congress, full of disgruntled men sympathetic to Senator Larry Craig and unable to exercise their public restroom fantasies, exude their anger by passing constitutional amendments barring same-sex couples from marriage. Americans, quite vehemently, are still bickering about what should be done with what President Bush has called “the most fundamental institution of civilization.” &nbsSame Sex Marriage
liar‘I have written you poems beforeliar
but this one will be different'
I
We are all a little crazy. The walls have blue eyes today and the bed sheets are too thin,
I found five pounds outside my door -- I am a little less honest now.
If I were honest I would say
‘I do not think you care‘.
If you cared you would not have chewed my toes to stumps,
you would not have pulled my fingers apart one by one and placed yours in-between
would you?
If you cared your head would have jerked when my hips blew up on tarmac outside your window
Oi! Deviants! Are any of you still out there?
Llama
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