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why dirty talk just doesn't work for me.
by Eli Skipp
it's not your fault or his either, it's just because he likes
to question and disrespect people who are smarter than
him
___in certain subjects. that sounds mean and wrong,
___but
___i just mean
___he's smart as the dickens, he is, but he's self taught and
___self teaching always manifests itself in a
___whole bunch of
___specifics.
it's why i like him, it's why i like a lot of people:
___i feel desperate infatuation for people who are
___passionate about really
______obscure things.
___(either if they're useful or if you will wax poetic)
______i'd like for everyone to wax poetic.
i dig all you weird and awkward people. talk to me about
every german-franco-marxist-architect with a pen-
chant for messianic jewish mysticism that you know.
tell me in great detail about your performancey street
games that come together to mimic the spread of
infectious
disease,
___i'll take it all.
mostly dirty talk doesn't work for me because i'm
turned off by clichés.
___i'm doing something to myself that makes my stomach
___ache like it's full of gaping holes. my favorite part of
___everyone's faces are the corners of their mouths, they
___curl them in and up and hide what they can there, that is,
___until i poke at them
___with bullhorn fingers
______and giggle as sweetly as i can.
02/25/2010 Author's Note: first poem of 2010, ahoj.
Posted on 02/26/2010
Copyright © 2024 Eli Skipp
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Amie Golda on 02/26/10 at 04:41 AM I like the way this sounds, because it sounds like rambling but with a point. Witty too. Well done and welcome to 2010 :) |
| Posted by Nanette Bellman on 02/26/10 at 08:39 AM I think the things that people want to say the most end up in the corners of their mouths. Bravo to you for figuring out how to get it out of them. |
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