by Steven Kenworthy

swallow hard and let me see those jaw muscles.

set another in front of me, affliction,
you weak & squeamish, you sweating
it's too late to say; stay asleep.
dripping silent sorry,you bed wettingÂ…

what did I tell you about foxholes.
what did I say about real pleasure.

have you seen the kingdom i call home,
i've surprised you with what i can do

squint my eyes and look down my nose
at you. without judgment;

i take my shower of it
touch my stomach
feel the pressure
feel the definitions
& say no to you
like i always do.

i am faster than you, bigger, stronger
I have ten times more faith
I am going to heaven.

I have a den or two of lions inside of me.


Author's Note: a robot walks into a pool party and everyone is praying

Posted on 04/27/2008
Copyright © 2020 Steven Kenworthy

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Elizabeth Seago on 04/27/08 at 04:27 PM

"Swallow hard and let me see those jaw muscles." I'm sincerely thiking about clearing everything out of my personal info and just throwing that line in it's place. I love the roughness of this piece. A delicious smoothie of anger and self respect. So often we go crazy when we feel anger against another, and forget our own values. "I have ten times more faith. I am going to heaven" Again, you blow me away. "I have a den or two of lions inside of me" What a bloody fantastic line! Great work, kid. :)

Posted by A. Paige White on 04/28/08 at 03:29 AM

This is so awesome. Like Elizabeth, I was captivated by that first line, a jaw clenching writing in the making. You never disappoint and I can't wait to get to work and check out your art! I know my slow dialup would just frustrate me. Fantastic stuff, Worthy. Roar some more!

Posted by Lauren Singer on 04/28/08 at 05:37 AM

love that last line doozy.

Posted by Frankie Sanchez on 04/28/08 at 07:23 PM

jesus? is that you? (blasphemy aside) you've done it again. i'd like to believe that it takes a lot to impress me. i'd like to believe that i know genius when i read it/see it/interact with it. and every time i read your work i'm left with a sense of feeling as if i have just stumbled onto something sacred, something worthy of a lengthy self life with an embroidered spine and tasseled bookmarks. these are remarkable words.

Posted by Christina Bruno on 04/29/08 at 03:12 AM

i love the last line of this poem...i wish i could be you in this poem...your strength is amazing

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 05/02/08 at 03:51 AM

Your words leave no doubt - the lions are roaring! Are you measuring physical or spiritual strength here - or do they co-mingle? This is a very focused piece.

Posted by Ava Blu on 05/04/08 at 02:11 PM

just another reminder of how freaking fantastic you are.

Posted by Melanie J Yarbrough on 06/05/08 at 04:34 PM

the last line kills. nice job

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