Hit me like repeat
like an infant in a carseat
hit hit me baby don't care don't dare
be discreet
just let me have it like an heiress
let my teeth hit the street
one last time lover sing me a line
cover all the good songs
that you love to pull me under.

The ground's a blur, carbonized.
She spreads those delicate wings and heads deeper into the inferno,
a perfect escape plan, really.
Darting between the mushroom clouds,
a dragonfly bullet for this brand-new holocaust
lodged in the back of my skull.

Something uncertain
ignites on the side of me
calling your cover's
caressed echo night that feeds
envious eyes
with their cyclone civility
as something divides
all those words that delighted me

Blinking every ten seconds
tiny specks of winter
interstellar adventure
roots that never die
I can see it in her eyes
and when she turns away
I wish I never had this disease
called evolution.

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Can he sever blue volcanoes in the sunlight on the subway giving meaning to the molecules that regenerate the runway can he hand you all the reasons that compress your new elation just before the world collapses and you start in your migration? Can you understand? Can he name your favorite city? What was his demand? Does it help to be so pretty? ( Read more... )

Pity her pretty face
spit on from outer space
Wrote her slick seven digits
on the back of a paper plate
She'll strangle your soul
and then tell you that it was fate
Her hands clasped, my voice rasped
at the end of our second date.

Tie yourself up and watch your own sweet demise, you couldn't ask for better. You were like a casualty of war, but you didn't care. It was love, after all. Cheaper than a plastic bag, blowing past some empty curb in a part of the city no one cares to be around. This is your moment. A chance for supreme excitement, the thrill of being cut open again ( Read more... )

I believe in handshakes because they symbolize something. Something important. Something odorless and strong that holds you in place with white string, the kind they use in offices to hang important documents out the window. But sometimes those documents break. Sometimes they turn brittle and fall, shattering into stereotypical pieces in front of a ( Read more... )