obtuseslur
"think of me merely..."
okay, never mind... take two
think of me
merely a thought clung to
that anorexia-paranoia inside your gutless womb
and if gastric bile didn't already reach your tongue
don't speak; make me the only choice that you could see
when easy distraction is your attraction
"does it hurt?" you hope
why am i
just like the fly? with the corroded crowded face,
giant face of wounded pride, net eyes,
but smallest part of the biggest things
and if you unplug my back stitched pockets,
steal those transplanted wings away from me
rape me, penetrate me, concentrate me where those
corpse-pulp sockets run deep
"i came to pretty up, not patch up." i confess
well
now
why am i just like the sea?
floating below air where the sun sets
i am shallower than you are deep
you said nothing to me because you could not see
me covered by the solar skin current
cast your shadow
oh dim,
moving on but never there
