Monthly Archives: August 2014

The First Marriage

When you tell me I’m responsible for the pee on the bathroom floor
I find I must educate you on the inability to tame an organic fountain and the mindless geyser it produces

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Is this really the argument we’re having right now, can’t you just clean it up for Christ’s sake

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And we devolve from there, the pinnacle of our loving repartee
Clawing our ways to a bottom that does not exist
Fathoms with fingernails
Splinters and bloody bone
Fathoms
Until stuck pigs sound like opera singers
Until f’s, c’s, and k’s fill our mouths like an orator’s sea-polished stones
Until the ugliness of everything fed to us about our gender comes true
Bandages stripped, wounds rotten and exposed
A slow pulsing tear in the stitching of our skin

Welcome to everything your little heart desired, welcome to the promised land

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Which way do I go?

It would be so easy for me to evolve into a jolly old elf, laughing heartily, bringing cheer and mirth to the humdrum day
It’s as if it were in my DNA or etched in some god’s tablets, decreed by the founding fathers
And Obama
But I don’t want to be fat
You hear me, ye spinsters of fate
I don’t want to be fat
I want tone and the envy of my peers just as badly as I crave the classic sundae before me
Dreams dilemmas and delusions
The working title of my autobiography

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That’s enough
I know too much now
Missives every moment you summer on the shores of oblivion
The onslaught providing comfort 
Hollow reminders of the bedrock of this moment, but this moment alone 
 
Perhaps that’s why you feel the urge to over-share
Perhaps to save your sponsored soul
A bulwark against the others’ stream
The breaking reports of a life you should have lived passing you by
A swollen swift-flow:
I am so much better than you
 
How do you and I find our way back
Speak, touch uncertain
But speak and touch once again
 
The obstacles are many and true
Progress does not wait for you
Our interloper loves to march, the cardio sublime
Too pleased, too eager
Zealous seductions of soft limitless cool mud while the planet burns
Sticky tar 
 
Don’t look here, no not here
The answer is poking you elsewhere
 
Perhaps 
Unplug
Inside
Unwind 
You
Undo
 
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