Thursday, January 17, 2008

untitled

riding through the bronx
the sign on the burger king is burned out
it just says Burge
a cross between Binge and Purge
Bad and Urge
how appropriate
how annoying

like you
on the bed
hands behind your head
legs spread
so beautiful and twisted
Void
and yet i seek you to fill me
beg you to till me

my skin is electric
and your hands
are
wet.

after
i flicker like the burger king sign
a jumble of contradictions
slowly burning out

3 comments:

lydz said...

another one beautifully rendered
u continue to amaze me my dear friend
hugs

Anonymous said...

Shit is DOPE! I'm spreading the word about the blog and the resident poet...

Samantha Rose said...

You know, that poem/lyrics reminds me of the song 'Babydoll' by Hole. You have similar writing styles, brilliant!