Personal Hygiene

sometimes the flesh

assumes

a yearning

to sprout out

in directions

untested

 

i’ve seen my own chin

do this

on occasions 

gone meristematic

elongate like a

Hungarian salami

 

pull at it a bit too fast

and risk snapping it off

like a wad of Silly Putty

 

better yet

slice it

into poker chips

all rubberoid

like the 10^th grade fetal pig

impregnated in polymer

enjoy its silky layers

have respect for this power

don’t rape it

with the dissecting needle

or epilate it with hot wax

 

it will only grow back

Reviews

What a really good poem so bold I love the visual style of writing, (as we Dutch call it Plastic") and not like rubber, but more like what you have on the tongue, directly said.... with no shame, just provoking. With this write you remind me of one of our great Dutch writers, "Jan Wolkers' Exquisite!

[Nobody.]

Wow. This is one of the most compelling bodies of words I've ever happened upon. The imagery zings. The humanity screams. The painful truth sinks in like hot grease. Brilliant. A sure favorite of mine.
Cheers!

[Crowley]

Damn....I see this in the mirror at times...well...lots of times...lol. The visual of playing poker with fleshy chips is nightmare quality really, a Tool video with the base thumping in he background and the voices of children chanting gruesome playground rhyme with dawdle and waddle as the ending words........cool stuff, a bit creepy and piled up like the leftover skin from the thanksgiving turkey being prepped for the oven.

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

excruciating glory of soul encased in hybrid meat~ that image~ what terrifying~stunning moment to find that the body is more malleable than the core personality~