Venge Binge

Wait up for me, boy

and you best leave the light off for me

you don’t wanna see me comin’

through the dark

I’ll be pregnant with rage

and you’re due to be the daddy

I wanna see the whites of your eyes

sunny side up,

your liver paired wonderfully with onions

an’ I won’t cry a single tear

I’ll be pounding you into skirt steak

with the knife set we got on our wedding day

and wearing the cloven hoofed cherry red stilettos

I bought on your credit

to match the splatters

every speck, atonement

for every drop of chardonnay, scotch and keystone

that replaced your vows

and how

I quit scoring my skin

to quiet your heart

and now mine screams

to tear yours through your ribs beating

to be julienned

and marinated in the cabernet reduction

it deserves

and for dessert,

your coque eclair

sans hair

on our formal china set

in the kitchen

with a candlestick

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Stuff it

Some rag doll I am

tossed around

drug through mud

and not because

I am the doll

that is your most beloved.

A simple hug

would be

the most befitting dress,

but, no,

a curse becomes

the banal habit

to this hushed nun

you used to sing I was your sun.

To be mean

you pull my string,

but it is not the one

that makes me talk-

how painful,

I’m unraveling!

I’ll mend the tears

in all my seams

and stuff it

till the soiled polyfill

is regurgitating.

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Wasteland

A gallon of American living

poured into an empty flask

greasy, with its amber mistakes

breaks the spoons of the hungry mouths

The forceful swallow

of all the shallows,

grabbing love in desperate places.

The brine, it bubbles

as it fills the pits

and goopy rubble still exists

in the wasteland latrines that pepper this putrefied province.

Scab Chewer

She’s a scab chewer

peeling back those crusty sores

with her dragon lady nails

until the oozing pulp is revealed

snacking gleefully and with malice

on the tender access points

in your armor.

She is vicious

and no amount of honey

can coat her scales

no slathering of agreement

and compliment

can gain her favor.

She is vile

and prefers to show it

with a devious smile

that reveals the teeth

that are caked with the scabs

of every person in her path

She is a bitch extrordinaire

with snakes for hair

and coal red eyes

who mounts herself

upon the pires of invisible power

and delights when you cower

She spits venom on skin

to make her victims

scab again

and turns others’ words

into ash for a badge on her sash

her nails dragging on the walls

of her lair

are her only comfort

My Reincarnate Besotted

 

My mental recycling

discards the rest and keeps the best

parts of you you you

 

Masking matters that

never mattered with painter’s tape

blue blue hued

 

I drink to forget

liquefying you down, remolding you

in me, booze broods bruised

 

Like a bloated tick

you return, popping in my mind

reuse use used

 

Sticked and stoned

The ragings

she’s staging

I’m withdrawn

not engaging

 

too tired

and quagmired

and feeling

unadmired

 

I stooped

you call me stupid

I’m calling

out to cupid

 

unveil love

to this lubber

or subtract this glue

and give me rubber