Friday, December 24, 2010

Modern Love

I am a vulgar nude
for violent things-
I'm told she wants me to-
Let her body construe
Aggressed vestigial thrusting
at my undesires
Hollowing a room for laquer faced buyers
To keep their natal eyes
Watching unlifes choked misfires
This incipient
flipping
sputtering
dog
Unable to materialize
Sick
Thin
Not real enough to starve
Not strong enough to carve
Out a hole to let down
Its milky well bucket heart
And take up clairvoyant maternities
Claire de lune
Reflected Light of eternities
Paved over
When nothing kind you expect to see
Paved over
the moon
Paved over
the push and pull on amniotic seas
Paved over
Bereft acclivity
Paved over
The waking pool of humanity

-Apesblood

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