New York on 50 Brain Cells a Day:

[kezwich]

BLOW YOURSELF UP.

things i love:
you -- the rain.
the taste of rain on my tongue and skin
(all metaphoric connotations included.)

breathe in
breathe out

i love you horowitz,
i love you jesus,
i love you every imperfection;
i love you christmas trees,
i love you daisy chains,
i love you cum stains
and bottle rockets.
i hate you cellophane,
i hate you bathwater,
i hate you crickets
and siren songs.
i curse you cherry pie,
and i praise you scarecrows.
i dream of you in red dresses,
in white veils,

i dream you naked
and swimming
in a sepia lake i saw in a movie once.
it's like summer camp:
two lengths of the lake makes you
a man.

i heart you horatio
and i club you comic sans.
it's techno
it's techno
it's technique
and execution.

i love your vowels,
and your consonants.
i marry your periods to your commas
and give birth to semi colons,
showering them with kisses.

i love you novellas
and chapbooks
i curse you comic strips and the
Great
White
North.

i love you from canada to cambodia
kenya egypt afganistan
east coast west coast
south side

i hate you zen i love you passion
i heart you zen i loathe you passion

i hate you good
great
phenomenal

i love you explosive.

jack's heart
liver
head
hands
feet
brains
spinal cord.
ovaries.

hate you
hate you
hate you

destroy
control
power over
under
up down.

i love you acid
lsd
hallucinogens

i love you anxious
awkward
terrified

i love you speech
sound
sight
smell
taste;

i love you and shit
i hate you and whatnot

i want you--

no, no,
i hella want you--

come clean.
i mean it this time.

"i am for you and you are for me
just so long and long enough."