untitled II

is your day like a movie with no climax? 

you look apprehensive 

touching your face

delectable

you are unkempt and

your language is uneconomical

your stance is bleak

indicating a knowledge

(an anti-knowledge)

that is intelligent but

the kind of artificial omnipotence

that is prone to cause misery

textbook loneliness is in

your chest

you should come here 

until it’s 2:48 a.m.

and you feel obligated

to leave 

untitled I

and again just for a moment

i fall in love with the type of

marsala in my vomit and

the bitterness of the vodka

mixed with chewed up bits of olive

and the anger that a 20 dollar dinner

is septic

is gone but

so are the calories 

so it’s like he never came

in the first place

it’s the wine sauce

like an ulcer

like a void

like someone’s

tongue behind

my ear

millimeters

my baby’s a 

blue eye 

oval

and bitter

when he melts

for me under

my tongue

i know it’s love

melt for me like

i melt for you

one meaningless

milligram at a time

no you can’t have that

it should be done like this

don’t ask me details

you should know them you're

a grown man aren't you

no i won’t say it out loud

it’s too embarrassing

even though it

feels good to say 

it’s all just satis-

satisfyingly no

isn’t it?

can i call you baby

no

but it gripped me

I had a wave of emotion when I was flushing the roach down the toilet

and I asked myself, what if there   was more  in there  ?

what if it was in there an d i   just   waisted a  few

bucks. but there’s nothing I could do about it. I 

guess in the scheme of things it wasn’t prof-

oundly existential   because   the 

steaks     were    so

l o e

until the storm takes

watching transient images wondering

what i could be and who i could have

what i could take if i let myself go completely

to a world with nothingness that absolutely

grips me and makes me raw with 

want

wanting images and chemical reactions

in my gut not too calm not too

excitable not too close but not

too far from coming

along to something

when i’m awake my soul burns

and i’m hungry for novelty

but i’m too old to be anybody’s first

love and if they told me so

i’d know they were lying and

i’d burn us both to the 

ground

until we are both

(figuratively) on 

fire             we’d be decimated

he kissed me goodbye and

i wanted to ask him

are you bored yet 

climax

bargain  therapy

bargain  c l i max

if she  was mole-

sted   then    why 

cant she remember

bargain me silly i

want you bargain

it so i can have it 

old fashioned

i   am  a  masculine  /  straight   guy  who

loves  to  JO  to  porn    definitely   would

like   to  find  some  chill    dude  like  me 

who  is  into  busting  a  few  nuts  tonight

like  to edge for  a  long time let me know

definitely open to  find a  regular  jerk  off

bud  had one in undergrad, was really cool

 got some 420 a plus

baby

what on earth is there to do at 5:15 a.m. that

one couldn’t do in some other place or

at some other time unless

they aren’t working properly. 

Defective, that’s what she is

“I love syphilis more than you” he says on the television

the cat just fell in the tub and

there is much to do

he’s always hated his toes being 

touched

what is is what she doesn’t want

the tomatoes in the fridge are growing mold

he told her “baby, i love syphilis more than you”