She burst in like a nuclear meltdown ( Read more... )

Staying at the Sea Shell Inn.
For something to do,
Drinking.
Pass the time between thin blankets
and tinny air conditioning.
Searching for something.
Yearning.

Schnapps in the freezer.
Never had schnapps
she never did either.
She draws a 5,
Never-have-I-ever.

Group sex is a series of
singular pleasures.

to live in the gaze ( Read more... )

Her jaw is tired from
Chewing gum.
A drizzle is
Falling.
The smell of malt liquor
On concrete steps in the rain
Is a reminder
All things have a smell
Even if you can't smell them.

You wanted to be near me.
Don't say I never tried.
It isn't just me propelling toward
This dark cloud in our lives.
You tasted it on me.
I swear I'm in the shape to drive.
If you've always wanted to be happy,
Why are you aching all the time?

I don't suppose,
You know,
The correct recourse.
We can
Strategize,
Re-evaluate,
Divorce.

Sordid and tame ( Read more... )

Too big T-Shirt blousing.
Short shorts,
Nostalgia.
Nostalgia,
A non-localized pain
like fibromyalgia.

Plucked up,
right out of the center.
There's no good age
to approach them.
It's danger!

But the want,
And the wanton desire.
Can't even notice,
Without a heart rate higher.

I was getting out.
I was going south.
I was doing 95 on 95
When they killed that dream alive.

Now I know it's my own damn fault.
I should've watched out for the law.
Knew where all their damn speedtraps was.
But the impatience that swole up my heart,
Took the foresight right out of my thoughts.

You said, 'I'm just feeling off,'
'I've been feeling pretty depressed
lately.'
But lately,
lately
has been weeks.

You said,
something, I think.
But couldn't hear it
through the clenching
of my teeth.

This tenseness in my jaw
increases,
and I guess we're improving:

I've only thought about killing myself or you
twice this week.

I don't do it for the taste ( Read more... )