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Saturday, May 2, 2009

My Other Lover

my other lover claws at my backside
demanding resuscitation and older memories
begging grief for alice danced slowly
beyond summer sweetness
one night in candles
many nights in flame

my other lover claws at my breast
demanding bitter suck of vile
mourning good winter's passing
beyond white wheats silently sipped
one afternoon in corpses
many days in graves

my other lover claws at my heart
and I lay hands to its throat
growing ever wetter in crass places
gritting my teeth and tossing off
a care or two for the piano
which has been drunk since we discovered gin

my other lover claws and shreds
my other lover angers and fumes
my other lover rages
my other lover roars back at the sea
my other lover devours grapes sour as they come
my other lover believes in the bloody taste of iron
and searches midnights for poles to suck
my other lover believes sex is for violence
and seeks to tear all me open
my other lover,
my other lover loves you better
than loves me

my other lover claws at cunts
and fucks til dry and slick with blood
licks and licks and leaves trails
of sick sweet lip marks on virgin thighs
demanding recitation of spring
deep in autumn's bowels

my other lover is destruction undone
and bloated ghosts move past unseen
my other lover rapes
burns with necessitated need
my other lover
loves you better
than loves me

1 comment:

Agent Jellie said...

This is incredible. You always were, and will always be, a siren.