Reminiscing Of My High School Sweetheart

I can't forget the days
when you would slice the throat
of George W. Bush
and you would nail
the blade
into the palm of my
trembling hand
then you would point at me
while screaming
“Murderer!"
while the citizens of this nation
would rip me apart
like a silent Jihad
and when it was all over
you would hold me
under the summer stars 
and lick my wounds
with your pitchforked
sandpaper toungue
while telling me
that everything would heal
in your arms
and I would smile
in the crippling high
of teenage romance

Rainbow Party System

With better elocution
i could bend the masses
to my non-existent will
With better reflexes
i could have taken the bullet
that rushed toward
Kennedy's head
I am no god
The nightcrawlers leap from my mouth
swing from the chandelier
and smile for the cameras
like a politician
posing with his family
secretly wanting to strangle
them all

Friendship

I peeled the tumor
growing on my left atrium
and tossed it away
with the needles
and stolen change
left in
your wake
Old friend
you're not worth
the rusted scalpel I use
to extract
your every
trace
from existence
and it's not worth
waving goodbye
when all my strength
is being used
to process
my newfound
animosity
to the air
that surrounds you
but it will push me
when I wear the cement shoes
of what used to be

First Date

When I placed my finger
on her cheek
her flesh crumpled
into a million stars
onto the cracked soil below
And as bullet casings fell
from my eyes
I cradled them
like a dying kitten
before they went supernova
and showered the world
in her luminous
mourning

Oh Yes

When you told me you were tired

of this planet

I ripped down the sky

plucked the wings

from every

angel

and said

“Fly away

with me”

And as we sailed

through the sky

you wrote me

love letters

with the ink

dripping

from your lips

I flashed a smile

that opened up the earth

when all the demons escaped

and suffocated

in our drowning light

And that is my reminder

that there are better

things

than being

alone

Gardening With Maurice

On the day I walked

through Eden

where the roses

grew forever

and choked out

the sun

Eve dug her rusted nails

into my jaw

and rammed her foot

through my

ribcage

Then she fell

into a puddle of ash

and was whisked away

with the dodos

and the dinosaurs

It was better

than my first kiss

It was better

than being

God