it only breathes when I hurt

I’m your new chaos:

touch my outlet

flame blade teeth wrath lightning

fangs fists voice barbwire

hell hell hell hell-

o sexy

 

let me penetrate:

all of my thorns

at once

into the insolent

eye

 

take it deeper:

contact/disconnect

release relax redrum

drum drum drum

 

our rhythms are reflections:

hands clapping

 

don’t get too cocky:

a gang of criminal

words holding brickbats and pitchforks

has gathered behind my uvula

waiting like vultures

for you to slip fall fumble cry

hurt quit sleep laugh speak

die die die die

 

like everything else does:

 

fission/fusion

split and splice

the threads that wave

like fan flags from the stands

 

as I finally find the courage

to leave

 

falling falling fall-

ing

 

memories scars bruises tattoos

moments bolts seizures treatments

sessions confessions slow-

kill kill kill k-

 

I’ll never stop

the hemorrhage

 

your lack of love

is my cannibalistic

Siamese twin

Reviews

[OT]

ooo - I like the title! lol - and the piece - experimental poetry as it should be done - the word plays - rhyme plays - word twists - assonance/sibilance - a whole load of subtleties and not-so-subtle-ties haha - loved these lines "a gang of criminal
words holding brickbats and pitchforks
has gathered behind my uvula
waiting like vultures" - the concept of the criminal words was brilliant - with their bats ha! the almost list like feel at times adds an intensity - bravo!

[MuSe Ampoule]

Wow! I bet this one will be such fun to read aloud. If you record it, let me know.
"kill kill kill k-

I’ll never stop
the hemorrhage

your lack of love
is my cannibalistic
Siamese twin"

the K-I'll....show off!!!

[Kenneth The Poet]

This is a b***h-slap across the face of timidity. You are the Bruce Lee of poetry.