She remembered
it doesn't matter to them
because it does for them.
It ends where it should
a terminus
replica girls
central
stationed through time as through the now
when writing is solitary
not in isolation
of pain
human bleeding
expend the fluid
because I know the numbness is not me
because I can feel
because pain doesn't live in a deadened heart.
A mind's eye crucified
nailed to immobility
an insect pinned to a board of labels, of Latin descriptions; "Poetica nascitur non fit"
My machine grinding on and on
on and on
on and on
on and on
on and on
on and on
on and on
on and on
on and on
on and on
on and on
on and on
on and on
Compulsion exudes into mind
of laboured non-love
objects d'product
factory framed illusions of words in the realm
wrapping kings in robes so coloured
such rainbow attire
crowns now tarnished
absent
a family's jewel
a turban of thorns upon a father's head.
He tells the tales of the open road
of journeys back and forth
between our cities
where we all play
where there is no room for the iron maiden
casting spires into my self
bleeding my sickness
eager leeches so giant and thirsting
waiting in hollow tubes of a Hell's descent
to take me down to the truest night
the land of horrid Taoist nightmares.
I fight the invisible foes of trust
his one last ray of faith
sitting so radiant.

I would need to be a cosmonaut
man number one.

"One small step........"








Get down on your hands and knees
like a dog
roll in the shit.

Your shit

The stench of yourself
and your girlfriend says
"You fucked her last night, the mickey's on your tongue, her pubes are stuck between your teeth"
a meal of mad abandon.
You ate her cunt
and it was good.
It ran itself over your mouth
sucked your tongue up to it's origins
poured it's monsoon
drowned any love you had in insane animal lusting
tongue fucking.
She grabbed at sheets
clawed your hair
your head
tore the lid from despair
screamed for the rampant cock of your betrayal to fuck her hole
to pound her split-fruit of a ripened cunt
in love on it's own.