& this will go on by Paul Marino
I.
sarah doesn't want me
to tell her how much
i love her over
and over again, even though
i don't use
the word. tonight i ask
dave how influential
words are, & he brings
up hitler. sarah
masturbates
in the corner
of the futon
dave was scared
to sit in earlier, &
for good reason. i couldn't
bring myself to tell him
that sarah got
fucked there last
night as she phoned
monica, & i forgot
about her masturbation
sessions just staring
at america's next
top model. years ago
she masturbated to a map
of the world as she typed
to me online. just canada.
like ottowa. in these rooms
there are
no maps, and no one
got her that globe
for christmas. i saw
the globe
written on so many lists. told
myself how amazing
i would be
if i got her one, but
that it would be too
obvious. oh the brilliant
get the obvious
& aren't scared
to say it. this boy obv
has no life, i
wrote last night
& glued
in my journal
so it could gain
strength. every other
page is torn
out now, pages
that have been wasted
with shit attempts
at poetry
like this.
II.
it's not poetry
until the sun
itself destroys
it, until
the father himself
blesses it.
01/06/2008 Posted on 01/06/2008 Copyright © 2024 Paul Marino
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