you?you’ve got slave-fingers,tip-tappin’ away,just a voice,you say,just a voice behind a keyboard. sometimes you read to me,poetry read aloud, breathless and sloppy.you keep the beat to your footsteps,goin’ on ‘n on ’bout your misteps. I got rage,‘n I got fire,but you, you’ve got this dehydrated desire. distractions?distractions are pop-guns ‘n fire crackers,you?you’ve got atom bombs …
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fireworks (2014)
I’m gettin’ this rage-thumpin’ beatin’ in my fingertips, my heart’s doin’ it’s best to beat down the walls of me.tread real careful, and you might hear the thunder. this ain’t a warnin’ ‘cause you won’t take it. rain-drops splatterin’, lightnin’ …
Ferguson (2014)
I want to write beautiful words about this,so that everyone knows about this,but maybe I ain’t skilled enough for this,or maybe there’s nothin’ beautiful about this. either way, I ain’t stoppin’ with this. ‘n maybe my words ain’t right for this,but it don’t mean we can’t talk about this,dear god, talk about this,don’t forget this.
Fallopian (2014)
Warble.
Every poem ever about a now ended relationship (2014)
self-indulgence that will probably help the poet feel better until actual healing kicks in. Probably flavored with lies.
Embers are Stubborn Things (2013)
Taylor Mali has an awesome poem,I’m sure you’ve heard it,“Depression, too, is a kind of fire” The trick from getting there,From those cartoon blobs and shades of gray,Those sad sacks shilling Zoloft and Wellbutrin,Is a long chain of good-days. Those days when you’re out with friends,Having one too many,one too many times, again,When you pick …
Don’t stop now, Kid. (2014)
let’s talk sound,let’s talk violent cacophony,let’s talk throttle, let’s talk fuck.Let’s talk with piston fists ‘n that one-two kiss,let’s be lightning strikes ‘n broken dikes ‘n let that adrenaline floodwater float you, let that American hue color you too,you’ve got those chantin’ tirades,you’ve got that bubblin’ rage,come on kid, come, come on, …
Donor List Guilt (2013)
My sister needs a bone graft.What at one point we were worried was leukemia,is actually something called osteonecrosis. The bone in her left hip is literally rotting. You can’t–can’t–can’t take a plug that big from a living donor,‘n my sister is 17 and 5 foot zilch,so we’re waitin’ for someone to die young. It’s a …
Don’t Look Down (2013)
Hey, yeah,Nice to see you and all,But trust me,—Don’t look down. No, okay,Stop it,Just stop it,—Don’t look down. You’re still doing this,I don’t know how to say it,Just, please,—Don’t look down. You won’t believe me,No matter how much I mean it,Just say here, with me.—Don’t look down. You’re beautiful.And unless you listen,You’ll be gone,—Don’t look …
depression (2015)
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