

ProvidenceYour quirky love-smirk fades from memory, Though I long to recall its subtle curves and meek shadows, That enigmatic doe-eyed stare, No more meant for me than for the old bitches and tired out demons, who rattle their decaying fingertips along your ribs And beg for your mercy.Providence
But I was never made to beg, so I smartly and proudly sit I quiver and chew my fraying bloody lips away, And as my proud mouth scabs shut, You scratch and, angry, claw To rend my tender jaw apart and open, ragged, bleeding, raw, And curse the ugly meat-flesh that roars with the beat of


PavementA smothered wrinkle, Around the rim of your eye, lidded heavy and dark Barks and gurgles for light, for breath Is tossed like trash, one last Ephemeral twinkle of ecstasy burning brightly miles off Into the city, where chewing gum and shoe-sole slaps Litter pavement, litters grass, litters earth, Crusts the molten hearth that beats with magnetic pulse Spilling gusts of molten air Up the noses of babes, such sweet starry light, that dreams Of you undercovers, moon-pale limbs scarred and bright Opening like midnight blooms and spreading cursive roots of hot blood AcroPavement


Amy and Judy, an Untitled Love Amy stared miserably into her plastic cup of water, stirring with her straw as she leaned against the darkened diner window in her booth. Her mouth felt dry, but she was concerned that even water would be rejected by her churning stomach. Concentrating on every fleck and flaw on the greasy-looking table and anxiously chewing her straw, she was as surprised by her waitress's voice as she was by her short, vibrantly blue hair. "Hey there! I'm Judy, I'll be servin' you tonight. What can I getcha?" Suddenly broken from her reverie, Amy looked awaAmy and Judy, an Untitled Love
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