Dirty war
a fingered whore
a pickled head
for heavens door.

Allegiance state
allegation slate
an accusation
of fevered rape.

that came too soon
no puns til' noon
as thighs wrap fists
in the twilight swoon.

Murder me
the way you'd expect to be fucked,
as half-hinged flapping jaws
lap up what's left of us on the knees of tomorrow.

Primed and pure,
west hallway wing
of high school girls
who hum then sing,

as floorboards shake
the gymnasium quakes,
and bleachers creak
third time this week.

04/30/2014