Fuck

Fuck. Fuck you. Fuck me. Abso-fucking-lutely!
How the fuck are you? Fuck off.
Laughing my fucking ass off.
Dumbfuck fucked it up, I don't give a fuck.
Fuckin' A, fuck that shit, fuck your mom.
Motherfucker! Shut the fuck up! I'll fuck you up.
Fuck if I give a flying monkey fuck,
That's fucked up. Fuckityfuckfuckfuck.
Go fuck yourself, or let's fuck. I'm fucked.
Jesus Fucking Christ, go fuck a duck, fuckface.
What the fuck? Why the fuck? Where the fuck? When the fuck? Who the fuck?
And...how the fuck? Fuck you very much.


~12/06/08

A Penny Laid...Is A Penny Spurned

I plucked a precious penny off the ground;
she pranced and bucked and I said,
"pretty baby, why you wanna debase yourself down there?
The concrete's cold and my pocket's pleasing."
Her bearded face balked but still she shined,
so I flipped her on her front and
caressed her edifice like it was edible.
"The sensation of inflation will soon name you
negligible," I said, "would you rather be
obsolete or indiscreet?"
But a penny laid is a penny spurned,
and she fell through a hole the next day,
slipping into the slit of a lesbian piggy bank.

~02-02-10

capital letters

capital letters no longer exist in my world.
there's festering clusters longing to begin,
but the phrases and people and places are now
humbled, because i jumbled them free of their
formalities, their faces, their opening statements.
if there is no genesis, there cannot be a revelation,
and certainly not a postscript. pressing messes into
sentences, i scan them until they spell sense,
but the definitions oscillate like oversized jewels,
accosting me with the scintillation of sirens, begging
me naked, bathing, to build them back their bridges.
but capital letters no longer exist in my world,
          and the holocaust it's caused has a meaning that's lost.
          the holocaust it's caused has a meaning that's lost.

-01/04/10