Red Ribbon

red ribbon fall
from the mirror by the shore
where we were balcony

to orchestra

photo booth memory
next to my drivers license

explode the moon
and you'll see me

in an acrylic shade of blue

a crescent smile
lays dead in the sand
torturing my insides
cutting through flesh

removing the pancreas
then the liver

and then the brain

stroke the rear of my neck
with fingers and colourful little designs at the tips

lull me in your arms

my silver darling
my destroyer

my flare of the sun

yellow tape
to seal off the street you live on

i have these nude pictures of you
that i need to see from time to time

and it feels so wrong
just like my life

you're so far away now

i remember pigtails bound in red ribbon
saying more than words ever could

the last sunset
the last beautiful thing in this shit-hole of a world

Holidae

if only i could destroy you
all your
chernobyl caresses
against my inscissors
my live wires

like piano keys
playing a little malady
a song
passing through
my throat

remembering

instruments strung so tight
to pop and lash

eyes into lento
percussion skins atrophied

i remember

red and blue
color
dancing through

the windows
onto walls
like christmas lights

beckoning

some permanent holiday i'm sure

Bach's Cello Suites

i am a cinder

an orange illumination
through your closed eyes

if i had fingers
i could have felt
your goodness tear away

i was fatigued
i was useless

if i had eyes
i could have seen
your goodness tear away

i was pieces of dreams
rising up from a throat
spilling from it's mouth

the familiar choke
the nasal cavity sting

i am the poison i consume
i am the hate that keeps me distant

but in the evening
when i sit alone in my car


i am bach
and his cello suites

Without You

our mirror temperament
our thoughts in helix form

our lungs adjust to altitude
exhale pieces of the sky

you were
empires burning and falling
stars going supernova

white light and elysia

liquor will make you vanish tonight

but i'll feel your imprint in the morning

i am uneasy
i miss you

and i feel forever without you

Why Bother

staged anonymity
for the pulse rate

touching the sugar-coated eyes

vermine will meet in a hole

to psyche out rationality
on their way to heaven

glitter will
sparkle on the dance floor

and insects will
carry away it's eyes

sugar-coated...

winter will arrive
as anticipated

and everything lovely
will die

Saliva

subterranean movement
shakes like alzheimers

tastes like soil
and soil alone

it wasn't even alive enough to die

riding the moon like veins
confessions over drinks

how stars disappear
shedding light
like a winter coat
a shawl that serpentines
to the ground

using a finger
to stir the universe
like a bowl of cereal

the barrel of a .45
wet with saliva

a yellow lilly on our dinner table

and she'll smile
and we'll talk
and she'll hold my hand when we walk

but touching on beauty
does not make me beautiful

Dead Centre

when she touches me

it feels like hands sifting through garbage
looking for something misplaced
maybe a phone number
maybe a photograph

thrown away
in the heat of an upset

i could kiss her fingers
as they go fluttering by
making roses bloom
and chickadees sing
undoubtedly
on days unlike today

flies encircle me
like planets orbiting
collapsed stars

i am my dead center
shriveled and blackened at the heart