jordan

Everything Is Sex

Last night's hard rain
drips from the rooftops
of rusty factories
down my shirt
one drop splits forked tongue
and dries against my skin
Everything Is Sex
Bags
piled on top of each other
all that's wet from last night's fall
brings alive the heavy stench
Everything Is Sex
Bags
under my eyes
from fighting, crying, fucking
Everything Is Sex
Get lost until your life changes again
And meet a young girl with crooked teeth
warn her not to smile but to always keep her mouth open
Love that stringy webby semen stretching from her metal framed teeth
to your uncut manhood
she's the one you dream beside
cheater
Everything Is Sex
An old man with kind eyes cartwheeling backwards into his youth
tells me I set off the slew of car alarms in the meat packing district
cos of what shakes in these high heels
he rips open a box of fish with his dry fingers
Icy eyeballs stare at me
along with a frozen smile only death can accomplish
I continue my strut with jealousy
Fog whispers up my skirt
"Everything Is Sex"
she forms a blow-up doll look on her face
just hoping a boy will pop her
and pancake flatten her head to match her pancake flat thoughts
Everything Is Sex
I could sum up every rejected spill of blood,
I could sum up everything I've ever written with one word:
Fuck
And i'll fuck it all even harder tomorrow.
-jordan suicide