I licked the paint from your face
and the rust from your mouth
chipped with sand and stone
Salt scourged your swollen skin
and semen stained the porcelain eyes
that stare into the static oblivion
you so lovingly call home
I spilled the shadow down your throat
and sugar into your soul
scraped the scars and raped your star
and spun you to and fro
In dishonor, I defiled
the waltz of your sugarplums
and now you lie awake at night
recycling visions between your thumbs
And now you're more fruitless than Eden
and dizzier than Eve
I spun your spinner, was your giver
and gave you something to believe
Erase my karma
blow my ashes
turn my sun into my thunder
See the crater
watch the sunrise
fill my sky with wonder
Kiss my bomb
numb my war
spin the world inside me
Convert my hell
entwine the vines
make the vision what I see
I love the gladiator in your brain
wash away the scars from my rain
walk the road and spelunk the cave
and become everything you crave
I stare at you with a lens
to burn the ant into your flesh
to let the wires mesh
and taste the revelations
on your tongue
I spew lucidity in your eyes
and let you see Jesus
I gently inhale all the rust
and tell you
who I am
Author notes
Inspired by a variety of Allen Ginsberg's poems.
Normally I wouldn't write like this, but it just flowed. I really don't like this.
A contest entry
- Erotic Pleasures by Jonathan Wikkins.
525 points, ended June 1, 2008, 25 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - anything [quality] by vertigo beat.
1750 points, ended March 23, 2008, 12 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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-liked reading it out loud.
-nice imagery.
-I stare at you with a lens
to burn the ant into your flesh
favorite lines.
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i'm sorta like you, i must admit, this isn't one of my favorite pieces, and really doesn't fit the contest...
if you have another prewrite, or want to write another, please feel free to do so...
i will leave this one as an entry, when you resubmit, or edit, let me know... if you submit a different piece, it'll replace automatically
looking to hear from you soon,
mike, aka jonathan wikkins
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