hellsforheroes

a little red eclipse


Fuck you blank page
stealing god from me
like the virginity
the football coaches daughter
reaped

YES!
she whimpered like a sovereign nation
blessing any cross
from the sky
and then
some-thing
in her vagina
felt my heartbeat like my brown eyes
my eyes
twinkling
like the edge of twin black holes
eating stars
amidst background radiation
older than literal dirt

but arent we all
babes
in relative terms
to electrons
kinetic
like nerves nervous on opiates
content

and so
I played
the eternal football game
numb to the point
he
my coach
spoke of my character in testified gospel summation
as my greatest asset
my penis
and his sister
we became friends like an orphanage
in the Catskills on Sunday
after church
making Jews
of the abortions

albeit only
in my mind because I think too much
of family blood
of others
not fast enough
for the seed
of humanity
and the taxman
relentless

for love
making queer mercury
talk
slow
like a peregrine
to a pistol at orgasm

so hotly
jealous of
the lemon
yellow
waving acrid
lucid acid
mean like sunshine
cantankerous
ah
awe
for god
the son of an atheist

I am asking does he know anything
different
at middle age
with a belly hanging on deaths bar
but to cope, and create
of the past lingering and the perpetual tomorrow hoping
the grandfather of melancholy a pervert
a sycophant
upon the delirious teat