Rough Sex in the Blender-head

walked into the fire hungry-

got eaten.

 

dapper madman smiles buckshot.

eCottage dims.

ringmaster drips common

 voices from his extraordinary pistols,

 

mysterious robot kitten

on tree-knot knees;

diseased gears

squeal like pigs under the

weight of her premeditation.

 

leather restraints creak;

that hinge-winged bird once flew!

feathers fall red!

circuits fried…dead!

hammer down!

hammer down!

until the metal sings.

 

body rants

haunted forest echoes from Iron Masked

Buddha Face.

 

soppy lace

wilts like micowaved

roses.

 

baby-soft annihilation

swaying dazed

in the cigarette fog.

 

dog-mind,

psychic leash,

piston thrust ,

awk!

         awk!

            awkward heaven!

 

no explanation,

just miraculous wreckage

blooming naked as monstrous gospel ghosts

howling from under extinct Druid hoods.

 

awful good!

whispered slap!

raw life on display.

visionary lightning over

glassy midnight seas.

 

seized.

pleased.

discarded

with seeds implanted.

 

see truth without looking.

lap honey from an oilcan.

 

no survivors….

everybody’s fine.

 

HIV tests burn black holes

in manila universes.

dead eyes twinkle, too . . .

that's how the vultures find their food.

 

my pelvis has left the building,

but my stains will never be removed.

 

 

murmurred judgments,

elbow nudges,

blackened snickers

 

one more scar.

Reviews

[Corrupthoughts]

Very spastic and a little hectic. I enjoyed that aspect though, you really make your reader think about what they are consuming with their eyes.

"blooming naked as monstrous gospel ghosts
howling from under extinct Druid hoods." -- Is possibly my fav set of lines from this piece

Someone mentioned LSD and I get a similar vibe, however, with the way you sum it all up and the title you give, I can not help but feel maybe this is all about HIV/AIDS. Just my perception.

[ju]

there are some really cool lines here, read one by one or two by two. the manila envelopes are great- lives turned to vacuums for the wait. knew from the title i'd not be able to wrap my mind around this one though.

[Kenneth The Poet]

Bad, or awesome trip subtracted of the LSD.

[Kerry O'Connor]

This is a difficult poem to review - or maybe I'm tired today - it scares me somehow, overwhelms the senses - all the images have turned my brain to a blender on high at the moment :)