Saturday, January 24, 2009

It’s all a flood
A blood flood
In dream
And forced memory
Suddenly
I stroke
On every corner
Remembering
Every hand
I held
Crossed a street with
And last glimpse
Of shoulder
Before I passed
Out
All lips are lost
I bite my fist
And gulp beer
For breakfast
And when I can’t remember
I stop
And ask myself
What happened that time?
And that time?
And at that moment?
The beginning is vague
And the end
Never existed
Just woke up
And drank beer
For breakfast
And said
I guess it’s all gone
And then I shower
And sleep again
And wake up
And say
Fuck it
Forget the shoulders
And the lips
The skin and
The hair
And the sweat
Walk to the corner
Stand by the mailbox
And remember
I have no letters
To send
And nothing to
Receive
The cat meows
While I reach for
Another beer
I know I know
I said I wouldn’t
Do this
Light a cigarette
The cat looks at me
And looks away
In disgust
I know
I know
I said I wouldn’ t
Do this either
The goddamned sun
Breaks through the clouds
For a second
I know!
I know!

I sit in bed and sip
Hips
Lips
Shoulders
And backs
And hair
And curves
Gone
Just my ugly self
In this bed
Drinking
Looking at the cats
Sideways
As they peer
At me
Then yawn and look
Away
I’m a rerun
My shit has been
Syndicated
Within these
Walls
And beneath
These sheets
Repeating
Over and over
Coffee won’t
Bring it
Orgasm
Won’t bring
It
The sun
Won’t
Bring it
A fucking cheeseburger
Won’t bring it
Nothing shows up
When in need
But there is no need
Here

No hips
No lips
No tits
No shoulders
No hair
No breathing
No life

Fuck it
Music and drink
Stink
And then silence
Turn the shower
On
Don’t get in
Sit on the toilet
And
Pretend it’s raining

It’s raining

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