Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Playing Pixies (A Poem)

I want it loud

it's the only
way I can
get off
anymore

the louder
the more aroused I get

this music
this feedback ballad
kills me

I shake it
across the room
a-
lone
and
I like it
that way

not a judge in my
stands

not a finger pointed
in my direction

just me
partially naked
in socks

waving my
majestic arms
filthy with
muscle and
steel

my legs
dance
my feet
flip me off
and out of here

I am weird
at my home

when only the cats
can tell on me
with their stupid
little
meows

loud though
the way
I
need
it
to
be

I do the
swim

I do the
bump

I do the
Manta Ray

t
o
n
i
g
h
t

under the cover
of nighttime
and
music
always music

I let out a razor
crazed screech

as the windows rattle a bit
and the light bulbs
have all
gone soft on me

chicken shit they
are

I want tongue
I want thigh
I want white noise
to come from you filthy
little mouth

now,
at my call
let it all out
just for
me

I promise
I will not let
you
down

did you hear what I said?
did you now?

I'm not a fool..
I know I'm alone
as usual
but for these
speakers
these needles that
shine under the stars

it's all I need

honestly,
I'm telling you the truth

it's all I need

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