08 March 2006
blue skin [all i ever wanted]
oh Neptunue, oh ship
oh cello, soft breast,
i had a stroke
at sea.
oh Venus, sometimes sex is
is so fucking painful
you have no idea [even for a fucker like me.
down near th ships
sunset intrudes and a lonely man
takes off,
leaves th beach
alone.
orgasm hypothesis
sunset blue
notes red under ;
oh glass me
under th sea,
melancholy.
wait - there will be a story yet;
against my will
i became desperate
for sadness,
found a reason breathing
saltwater deep in, but there was no instant
message,
no fight
nor air
just parasites.
[ like a vampire
needs a stereotype ]
deus me a’quivering
lay there
naked
under machina, goddess of
oil rigs.
th cry of someone saw penguins – drift away
in a yellow submarina
to club th’ice
shelf alone.
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hardy, the first half of this poem is amazing, sexy, raw, and breath-taking. the second half is the sort of stumbling to the bathroom after stuff... not sure that 'quirky' is the right word, but definatly a bit fuzzy, a bit lack luster, and a bit dissapointing.
overall, like that really great lay you were expecting, was nothing spectacular after all, and you found out she's got a kid or something.
overall, like that really great lay you were expecting, was nothing spectacular after all, and you found out she's got a kid or something.
more a fantasy responding to the final fuck, katy. it was writ in current w/ the glass of merlot i was drinking, which also started out great. "the unspectacular lay" - that's good, sad tho.
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