Category: Anti-Poetry
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Rain
When you were little Bright golden Splashes Of laughter Fell all around you Like rain Onto the dull Grey city Pavements And we’d Jump Together Holding hands Into the puddles I remember Picking lilacs In alleys Out of the neighbors Backyards Like bandits How I miss you Your small Pink chubby boy Smiles Your wild…
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Asylum Romance (Strait-Jacket of My Love)
Come in, baby And have a seat I’ll whip you up something to eat I promise it won’t hurt a bit Don’t just stand there at the door I’ll sweep the dust up off the floor Tie the dog up in the yard He doesn’t bite At least, not hard I’ll put on that dress…
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Chiaroscuro
can you tellby the wayi don’t look at youwhat i want to docan youtell mewhy i love to rideon this razor’s edgeof desirewhy i love the dark in youjust as much as the lightand tell mewhy this dualitycalls so stronglyand why everythingwith youis black and whiteyin and yangdoes it add to the tangof your lips?intensify the sibilant hissof your breathon my…
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Cacophony
Memory calls to melike a thousand echoeslike a cacophony of birdsi cock my headexpectantlybut can’t quitemake outthe words…
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What Is Left
That dropping Sensation In the centre Of my soul That hand Gripping My heart Twisting Before the inevitable Tearing From my chest Leaving Not emptiness But something That still aches If only it were An emptiness That would be a blessing Your death Has left me Circling An endless Drain Clutching Helplessly to totems You…
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Ribcage Prisoner
Pain is a demanding tenantcoiled at the base of my spineit’s up at all hoursof the night –claws its way upmy ribcagelike a ladderdigging its talonsinto my tailboneit percheson my Adam’s Ribgrabs me by my throatand takes meshakes mewakes me upthenbreaks me down bit by bitbone by bone banging on my skulllike a drumpouding out…
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Familiar
I am not the crying sort(losing a child willkill a woman’s heartlike that)Not until seeing your smallblack-furred bodycollapseto the floorYour outsize, liquid eyesstaring up at mein animal incomprehensionAnd I heard a feral cry of painrealizing it was coming from meas I watched the lightstart to leavethose eyes Now you have the bloodof some anonymous creature…
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Last Call
Stiletto legs Jackknifed Over a slashed barstool Chipped nails clicking Insectile Across the lip Of a half-drained glass Maybelline eyes Cut into you Like a hot knife Into rum-soaked butter You don’t even notice She looks a little Like your mother Or her nicotine Fingertips And dime-store Stained lips It’s half past Desperation And…
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Matchstick Girl
Life has pared me down to the bone honed me like a single lick of flame Only you know what creatures stir inside my rusty, dusty heart So long gone unused so sorely abused A poem sparked from a song bursting into bloom I think perhaps I’ll see you soon possibly, maybe who knows what…
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Horses
Plato had it rightwith his horsesone blackone whiteone ruled by lustand the otherby lightThese forces rage a battle within meFor I am both Beautyand BeastButwhen it comes to you and me,I suppose the truthlies somewherein between
Bare Bones Blonde 