unbuilding emptiness

 

this is more ricochet bullet

than poem.

 

if they wrote about it in the news,

they would call you an innocent

victim.

 

but I know about the corpses

buried in the crawlspace of your soul.

 

I know what you do in your

private cave church.

 

wait . . . the face . . . it’s materializing.

 

transubstantiation of mortal

pig-words.

 

something to do with Hell

and chainsaw sodomy

on a global scale.

 

our fondest sentiments

have fallen to rot.

now we can understand

the naked truth.

 

but, the lies with one

one breast exposed

were way sexier.

Reviews

[Lily Mae]

I feel like you sliced my soul open took a peek and almost made me feel guilty for a moment.. ;) Like how did you know... We balance ourselves out the best we can in an unbalanced world... I'll let the breast comment alone ..lol..x Most excellent write.. I love your views of the world, always raw and intense..x

[Kenneth The Poet]

F*****g perfect.