Wednesday, October 17, 2018

No Glass (For Juliet)

https://www.podomatic.com/podcasts/charlespoet/episodes/2018-10-17T09_16_19-07_00

GLASS HAS BEEN SHATTERED
LIKE A CEILING OR IMPREGNATED SHOTGLASS
I FELT NOTHING WHEN I WAS CASTRATED

LET’S NOT MINCE WORDS
LIKE MEAT LED TO SLAUGHTER
BY BOREDOM AND disproportionate DURESS

SHE’S A CHERRY BOMB POET
HAS BEEN SINCE BEFORE WE MET IN THAT CLAUSTROPHOBIC STALL
AND FUCKED LIKE Papier-mâché RABBITS OR LAPSED CHRISTIANS

JULIET GAVE US ALL A GOOD TALKING TO
GOT OUT HER SWITCH AND BEAT US WITHIN AN INCH OF OUR TERRORIST CELL LIVES
I’M A BETTER MAN AFTER WITNESSING HER MACHINATED CONSONANTS AND VOWELS DO AN UNHOLY DANCE ON OUR OBLONG, LYNCHIAN FOREHEADS

I’M NOT GOOD AT COMING CLEAN, BUT I STILL SHOWERED AND SHAVED FOR HER READING
SOMETIMES PUTTING YOUR BEST FOOT FORWARD ONLY MAKES SENSE ONCE YOU’VE CLIPPED YOUR TOE NAILS AND RID YOURSELF OF A SMELLY UNDER-CARRIAGE
LET’S PRAISE THE CONQUERING HERO ONLY AFTER HE OR SHE ADMITS DEFEAT AND SHIRKS AWAY LIKE A CRUSHED and DUPLICITOUS VILLIAN

MALFORMED CONFETTI LITTERED THE GALLERY FLOOR LIKE A TICKER TAPE PARADE GONE BAT SHIT CRAZY OR A HOMECOMING QUEEN OUT FOR REVENGE
I LOOK FORWARD TO PUTTING HONEY ON MY BISCUITS NEXT TIME WE ORDER FROM MR. CHICKEN
YOUR POETRY HATCHLINGS NEVER FAIL TO DISLOCATE AND DISLODGE MY MOST PERVERTED AND CANCEROUS OF NIGHTMARES

CHARLES CICIRELLA
10/17/18

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