Thursday, April 17, 2008

Poems to 2 People I Found

poem tomkat

I am frightened and tense
because you continuously slice me
with tiny razor blades
my tongue
bleeds my tongue bleeds
i ache for the feeling this starts
not quite letting me
why don't you just kill me and get it over with?
jerking me off with sandpaper
watching wrestling on sunday morning
as a kid
when its sunny outside
and why
am I not outside
god dammit
grab the
carpet and scream scream scream
it scratches my fingertips
and i grip
i grip until the
flesh peels away
and the points of bone
peek from fleshy pulp
but i keep gripping

anyways
the cat's dead
in the corner

and i don't smell a thing


poem i fucking desire you beyond reason based on 1 fucking picture of you

oliver oliver oliver oliver oliver
oliver oliver oliver oliver oliver
oliver oliver oliver oliver oliver
oliver oliver oliver oliver oliver
oliver oliver oliver oliver oliver

There is
a small diamond
with
sharp edges
burrowing its way
out of
the center of my

chest

thats why I tell myself
I

can't

breathe

(huhhhhhhhhhhhh)

the orgasmic release
of
arterial
blood

I am drenched
and
sated

in death...

thank you
for not caring

1 comment:

tomkendall said...

'watching wrestling on sunday morning
as a kid
when its sunny outside
and why
am I not outside
god dammit'

- that really made me laugh dude. So true. Thanks for that, really nice of you. I've put up a couple of pictures from the guy im gonna be working with on the blog,check it out if you get the chance.