Peek-A-Boo by Siouxsie and the Banshees

That Fuckin' Hole

That Fuckin' Hole

Gaps shit
On this tub ugly
Galvanized heart

She hates me. Still.

No thoughts.
Sex obliterates fault.

But our bed remembers.

Head back.
Toes splayed.
White gauzy
Ceiling heaven.
Gasping screams
Fight the radiator's
Continuous hissing
Hot clanks.

Hatred bled
From her eyes.
Even then
Caroline knew
Others soaked the sheets.
Let me pound
My nights away:
Forget troubles
Southern style.

Accents convey mystery.
Moans cover complexity.
Gagging reaffirms simple
Hours spent avoiding
Heart dead passion.

I used to not post unpublished work here, but now I've decided to treat it like my cock: Steal it. Own it. I'll just be grateful it touched you. And to paraphrase Lydia Lunch: My works are all in progress.

behind

		your pendular ass

reminds me of the cat's tail

		swinging in front of our television's

   glass--it hypnotizes me

              with reruns

Bellerive. Issue 6 (2005). Problems with Infinity. 43.

A Memory for Mrs. Neal

I would like to have heard your faithful prayer

          as I turned the menorah's sixth blue bulb on

that night

          I believed such moments transformational.

Bellerive. Issue 6 (2005). Problems with Infinity. 69.

Mizuko jizo

I, Mizuko jizo
With my red, happy face
Am a vassal for your tears
I stand upright with dignity
Bewigged with yarn
Adorned with pearls

Clay last longer than memories

In every tragedy there is a face
You have given me mine
With thumb to earth
You made cheeks for me

These are times . . .
Options no longer glow

There were times . . .
Do you care?

I sailed across bullied seas
A while ago I believed

Dress me as a doll
I no longer breathe

I represent truth
Even if I am only a dead child
Fashioned of clay

Bellerive. Issue 3 (2002). Out of the Void. 60.

Proselytized

The last time you brought God
into our house I watched
the china cabinet implode

sending my grandmother’s
Wedgwood ghost high. And if
you didn’t mean to hurt me why

did you pierce my phobic
ear with the pane’s translucent shard?

Bellerive. Issue 6 (2005). 37.

Scissor Sisters - Invisible Light

I really like Of Montreal

I've just heard the band for the first time, and the August 30th issue of "New York" magazine has a pretty nice article about Of Monreal.

I'm a sucker for monsters

I even cry when Godzilla dies.