When Two Pieces of Shit Kiss

When two pieces of shit kiss each other
They wonder if they're doing it right
Part of the kiss is spent fearing
Their breath might be bad
Or whether they're using enough tongue
Other parts of the kiss are devoted to
Pondering why anyone would want to kiss
A piece of shit such as themselves in the first place
Most of the kiss, though,
Most of it
Is spent forgetting that they were ever
Pieces of shit to begin with
And hoping that the kiss could last and last

Janie Jones

I kept looking at your lips
Because I wanted to kiss them
And while you talked
I imagined what that kiss would be like
I'm sure you couldn't tell
That I was shaking from excitement
Most of the time
It happens when I can't contain myself
You dipped back into the banana cream pie
And I imagined kissing whatever hurt
Under the Band-Aids wrapped around your fingers
I would've smoked a pack of cigarettes
To calm myself
But I was too busy keeping you laughing
Because I'm addicted to your smile

Upper Sea (上海)

Listen to chirping, the shrieking of green trees, first
Softly then loudly from corner to corner, then
Bouncing from sidewalks to buildings and billboards that
Glow from the hum of pink neon vibrations, this

City smells hot from the rot of decay from the
Vegetables lying in alleys that twist from my
Sight to the shadows that hang by the hinges of
Night's humid cloak draped over this fading sad

Laughter, for these are the last days of my time in
Shanghai, the Land that gave birth to the yearning to
Swallow all life has to offer, the chirping, the
Shrieking of green trees, the chirping, the shrieking

Gilding the Neurons

Encapsulate this, transcribed
Make it plain so that memory
may embellish upon it
later on
Glorify or villify
To whatever suites your purpose
later on
But right now - for right now
Let it hit you
Wave after wave
Let the tide suck you out
and lose you from the shore
Be stranded
Lay afloat in a sea of darkness
And calm your heart
Something will come of this
Then
Start swimming
Swim any which way you want
Your wake
will tell you where you are going

Stupid Tick Head

Under my skin like the head of tick
Who's plump body I sent flying
With a flick of my finger
But your head's still there
Burrowing for my heart
The biggest prize of all
It's just food for you, though
Not love - I'm to be your meal
But I'll pretend it's love
And let you chew through
All the dark layers of
Subcutaneous sorrow
I'll pretend it's love and
Skip from cloud to cloud
While your stupid tick head
Bounces around inside my heart
Constantly drinking to fill a body
That I swear I flicked away

Exuviae

Places change over time,
Mine in your absence or,
More, even while you peeked
Meek after this long break
Stake to come back to visit
Pivot - these walls have moved
Moved, restructure proved
Grooves in the chamber have shifted
Lifting all that ached,
Take from life what reeked,
Leaking phoenix pores
Store nothing in these faces