Author Archives: quite22contrary

Nothing Tastes Like

  One wrong look And you coil A one-off word Rattle… rattle…  Impregnating a moment  In a comatose afternoon Lunge Bite Venom that tastes like nothing  And nothing tastes like forgetting Advertisements

Posted in Poems | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Plainclothes

  Walking past a donut shop, I see God, a plainclothes cop Sipping coffee, much too hot Damning the devil to hell again. Smeared on his mustache, Chocolate crème from a Freshly-baked eclair. He switched off the babbling, Crying walkie-talkie. … Continue reading

Posted in Poems | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Fatalphilia

  I see you in rewind, Film reels spinning backwards To a fatal first hello. I pray to my own saints, Patrons of lost causes, That you find peace Somewhere swimming through The iron fillings in your heart. My bones … Continue reading

Posted in Poems | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , | 1 Comment

Grave-Side

  You, Parasitic lesser beast, Gladly feasting Upon my white, pulsating shoulder A mosquito more daring Sinking into a familiar vein Bleeding out, not bleeding alone. We are ruins of an ancient place, Where history fades, softy rewritten Amended to … Continue reading

Posted in Poems | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Softer

  He loves me in a softer way, Fuzzy, soundless, wet- Like looking through a window On a rainy September evening. A second chance at romance, It tastes like a relapse Into a hopefulness I stopped Sticking into my veins … Continue reading

Posted in Poems | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Gin and Ketamine

  I will hurt you. I will, I will Wrap up your stability, Shove it in a sock, To beat in your skull with. I will bite you. I will, I will kick you. I will, I will claw you, … Continue reading

Posted in Poems | Tagged , , , , , , | Leave a comment

How We Go

  I’ve never been fond of uncertainty, Despite my dedication to Marking up anything crystal clear, A frightened octopus making ink clouds To forge signatures with. I kneel and pray, “Who’s in charge up there, I would like to speak … Continue reading

Posted in Poems | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Avocado, Pt. 2

Heart of stone, Scarred where the knife Hit its mark. My finger, Bleeding from when It missed.

Posted in Poems | Tagged , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Avocado, Pt 1.

  The feel of your skin Resisting my knife Delights me. Avocado, It means you are not too soft Inside.

Posted in Poems | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Sunny Side

  I step off the downtown bus In humid, too-hot-for-spring heat. I remember when I first moved To this side of town and Put a bridge between my geography. Here, lines of skateboarders And littered trails by the river, Buildings … Continue reading

Posted in Poems | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment