Poem: your mouth, an ugly scar

"love is itself unmoving,
only the cause and end of movement,
timeless, and undesiring
except in the aspect of time
caught in the form of limitation
between un-being and being...

there rises the hidden laughter..

quick now, here, now, always-
ridiculous the waste sad time stretching before and after."

-t.s. eliot / four quartets


a.
here is the place, i know this place
we have been setting up for years
ms. petroleum, mr. karl marx, karl with a k,
appetizers for auburn mouths, silverware for
sex changes, flagellum like daisy petals,
pressed between our mouths, what're you
(cumming) for? your daughter is dead.
not making sense.
fingering graves,
the absence of;
girl, we know where you live
the cumulus clouds bangblowback
backwards,
i have lived this five hundred times,
forty-one minutes ago,
five nonstopliving seconds of;
HELLO HELLLO HELLLLO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i never called for help.

b.
cure, cure is a home road
inside a murderous fog, inside the
loophole, a woman,
we're through, we're through
creeping like saints, holding microphones,
our father, our fathers, our father in heaven
gambling, gargling,
counting how many un-redeemable,
un-returnable,
i never said i didn't lie,
to come inside me, come inside me,
CUM INSIDE ME,
wash over me,
the limiting reagent,
the theoretical yield,
gotta be a good girl
gotta be a good (HURL)
because i needed to be.

c.
hey frank, your inspiration
for my latest piece
is leaking from your cock
it's beautiful, this music, a splattering
of the brain, eating cellophane,
seeking headache, to bottle you whole
cut you in two, i got to have it all
the dark dark dark, suffocating, wailing,
waiting,
what we said when we were friends,
sucking cigarettes,
doesn't matter,
things just are
living,
fine.

d.
brace yourself for the stars tonight,
stabbing the sky with ugly
fingers,
following the brightest,
we'll always find our way home,
devouring egyptian seas,
assassinating kennedy,
your mouth,
your mouth,


i understood, an
ugly scar.