do you shit?

i'm vile
i shit up
i make mistakes
for fuck's sake
then god shows up and points to a light
on the ground and He says
'burn it with your darkness'
when boys come they burn it with their lightness
and you are grounded by the chains of their weakness
you say
'i'll burn it to the ground by candlelight'
and everyone holds hands
and dances

a poem a day for eleven days straight

there is no crass
do not pardon me
there is no love to feed on
i'm hungry
life's a gas
there are no heart strings
left to pull
(i played them all at twenty-two)
--
on a small hill in an imaginary place there is a golden cross
exalted in a pronounced venus de milo
under moonlight a dark woman cries for fucking
bare, she cries for love.
you buried your namesake and your mother's heirloom pearls
in my soft wet pussy
the last time we spoke
---
there is no god
there is no saviour
this is not a joke.
---
exalted construction workers bend sideways forever
when sirens sound they make up
and every time they hack
someone dies
the world over

feel

do you want to feel
my emotions
do you want to absorb
what i am feeling
i can bring you
to the water
do you want to make
love to me
i can hold you
under
if you stayed would it
be easier
if i was different would it
be
if i loved you
would you watch me
grow
alone