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Who opened an artery into your cheerios? (rough draft-y)
by Aaron Blairi could eat my morning cereal
with a cut wrist, bleeding down
until the milk in my bowl was as pink
as barbie's corvette, and you'd still say
"everything is going to be okay."
when has anything ever been okay,
for more than thirty seconds at a time,
the length of an orgasm on a hotel bed?
when have i ever been real to you? 10/02/2003 Author's Note: I'm not sure if this is done. I was going to say more, but I didn't like what I had, so I erased it, and I forget what else I was going to say in order to write again, but better. So, there is that...
Posted on 10/04/2003
Copyright © 2024 Aaron Blair
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kristine Briese on 10/05/03 at 01:31 AM Gripping, and personal. That image in the second stanza is excellent. |
| Posted by Max Bouillet on 10/05/03 at 04:45 AM You're right, this feels incomplete --and it is very good, so I hope you continue it. The breakfast blood and carb diet seems extreme.... that's probably why it appeals to me. |
| Posted by Rachelle Howe on 12/23/03 at 07:15 PM owwww. f*ck. owww. ouch. ouch. f*ck. |
| Posted by Kimberly Bare on 01/29/04 at 06:35 PM stark, haunting images that grip the heart...amazing writing... |
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