hellsforheroes

like the last days of disco....i was just barely born....hahahaha


A noise I make with my lips


As if voice squandered
by the river banks
chatters incoherent
mellifluous perversion

it
proverbial
dwells
innate

of it the wind
calls many a ridiculous demon
the land skips
and we mutter middle earth

an effigy for a garden
hose
betty Crocker
punk rocker

a tattoo pygmy
serpentine
writhing indulgent
eyesore forgotten

like a lot
to a Purim
noise maker
kissing

my inner ear
nigh
and concerted
by her wine

my sultry water
with bathsheba
blooming
like a Lebanese cedar

red abreast a pomegranate
grove
littered with edible
seeds

the pennies
between
her thighs
frolicking sonnet

and a girl
my father
reminded me
could lick her eyebrows

my dad a mythical
my uncle a circus financier
as I have niggardly wanted to find a girl
with a glass eye

to travel
with fisting indulgence
penciling mental
heroics

Awe
spangled
strangled
mangled

as simple as
baptismal theory
finagled
epiphany

simply
to mutter
mother
fucker

maybe
like this endemic village
sitting insincere
for the folly crazy

Ire
like the lancing Piccadilly
pi
lucid

random bated
oh
so
complicated
Into oblivion
in love
with
never ending

my eyes were on
her nexus
barren
kissing

sovereign lengthy sex
as all
were about it
reborn

sex
and propriety
loneliness
abandoned

I dreamt this
in an eclipse
of my collective unconscious
upon a youthful year

waiting a dot escaping
time
thru moment
with a mayfly karma

we lied
and lay bewildered by mystery
my geisha
gerrymandering

a milieu
of cantankerous
combustion
like Chinese dinner for two

different cultures
two bacteria
suburban
sexy in forever

blue jeans
riot white
the song
lion share

the loon
racy pine must
mosquito privy
cool cool night

beneath Ojibwa fortune
and Greek tragedy
condemning comedy
for forgetting death almighty

I wished the spittoon
holy and my tongue
lost
from her inner thigh forever

she licked my asshole
for forgiveness
and pity
fell upon her

knees
misogyny thrived
God cried
and Judah celebrated

no Maccabe
no David
no king
like the pelvis divine

swivelled or shook
as the plight of a strike
for all man
kind

and so the woman spoke
and we didnt listen
and we agreed
to another bout

of eternal slavery
by sex
wanting goddamn
domestication