A. Theist

For Mother

I think my mother is mad at me.

I mean,
I get it,
I suppose.
I am the biggest she ever had.

She took all 9 pounds and
18 inches of me.
The room was full of men
and women
wearing masks
and rubber gloves.
They watched on
as I assaulted
her hole
for 20 hours straight,
no break.

Afterwards,
I sucked her tits,
and she fingered.

We continued
with the tits and
the fingering
for a few years,
but that was it.
I never fucked her again.
Just the one time.

Nowadays,
I don’t even answer the phone
when she calls.

Mike Zone

the white noise of dead strangers

ascending particles
mad dog raindrops screaming
the unknown vault amiss
double-bond chemical trail broken
drop the torch
in perfect gardens
deer hunting with Jesus
plucking strange fruit
inhabiting odd yet familiar places
which didn’t quite fit
but we lived it
anyway, our havens
more an exile
going back to the spherical music
of it all
is a wonder, a short-term lease
from outside the void
spitting on a quasar?

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waiting for the right ones to come along

i know when you
told me you loved
me you were lying

i didn’t mind

i wasn’t exactly
in love with you
either

we were simply
passing the time

waiting for the
right ones to
come along

one day we’ll
be old and can
look back at
this and laugh

although, the
odds say a
murder suicide
is more likely

god willing

A. Theist

Winter

Autumn’s last leaf pirouettes on a
cold wind,
cold enough to freeze your tits off,
then falls.

Basking in this great silence like I’m
the only one left,
I light a cigarette.

The dog is staring at me in that
curious way,
wondering what’s next,

“Go on, boy. Go piss.”, I say.

It’s moments like these,

when the world is all alone,

under a blanket of snow that

I wish you were all dead.

Meeah Williams

Secret Diary of A Future Sex Crime Victim

I listen closely
to the hair dryer;
it tells me things.

Things I can’t repeat.

I lie in bed, face blank
as a slice of white bread
in the dark.

I try to visualize
a sentence
that cracks the ceiling.

If I didn’t know
you could snap my neck
like a sparrow’s
how would I ever get off?

Sometimes I like to mouth
a pacifier
while being fucked
in the ass.

A certain light I love
will fall through hemlocks
into a bedroom
at 3pm.

Sometimes I imagine
my throat cut
at the moment of orgasm.

I want to be dead, tied,
wrapped in white,
lying in a rowboat
my lover rows to sea.

Marc Carver

Donkey

When I got on the train
the man was talking
on his phone
and I knew
that he would
still be talking
when I reached
my stop in
fifty minutes.

He was mostly
talking about Bob.

“Yea he’s okay but you know”
he said in a way
that only people
who are used
to talking
talk.

He is still talking now
perhaps he never stops
so long as he
has someone
to listen.

My mother would say
he could talk the legs
off a donkey.

This guy could talk the legs
off of thousands.

As I thought about this
I pictured him in a field
with a long queue
of donkeys
and a big pile
of donkey legs
at his feet.

He got off at
Clapham Junction
still talking
and once again
I could see him
in that field.

 

Benjamin Blake

Summer Rain

I lost track of the time
The days bleed into one
And the burning sidewalks
Are all I know now

Local liquor store smile
Some small excitement
Is better than none
And grows a little more
Each and every time

They venture out in the summer
With children and small dogs
Millefleur dresses
That leave you dreaming
Of the skin that hides beneath

A torrential downpour
Unexpected and sudden
Soaked passersby to the bone
And I laughed
From the beneath the cover
Of the bridge

Jon Bennet

Scaling Down

When you’re a fat man
every meal
is a sin

I walk past a restaurant
and someone is eating
chicken and waffles
or fettucine alfredo
and they’re thin!

How is it possible?
My knees are splitting
like old oak
I can’t breathe
without the aid
of pumps and hoses

I go to the doctor
and stand on the scale

“Doctor, Jesus, look!” I say
and I tear at my clothes
and rip at my hair
such is my grief

But my doctor is wise,
“Stay away from scales,”
he says,
“you’ll live longer.”