tortured and in love

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: July 04, 2017

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the beast possesses scales that imbricate—

providing shelter for those who need to hate

themselves and/or the ones who threaten us

with fear or rage or muted words—a fuss

does flap around with broken, silent wings

oblivious to the power it brings

 

the skullduggery of feeble-seeming whores

so lost, so cold, so hard to find your shores

of paradise like cocks colliding with

each other and exploding the timeless myth

irresolute or spurious delights

misunderstood and demonized cock fights

 

the storyteller weaves a spider’s web

to celebrate and eulogize the ebb

and flow of generations that forget

their buried dead, the past, the truth you wet

and fertilize just like a woman’s egg

give birth to antichrists, the ones who beg

 

too scared to love, you lead the flock instead

and fuck and suck inside your empty bed

your suicidal friends, jealous and dead

 

America must fuck the world and give

new life to all of those who fail to live


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