I had decided
today
to do it
murder by vodka
let myself go
to the ultimate
state
of hell yeah
then
hell no …
but then I
realized
I don’t have
enough money
to buy
a new bottle
and I’m
all
out.
Sacramento, California
January 2, 2010
Posted in Alcoholman, tagged poetry on January 3, 2010| 2 Comments »
I had decided
today
to do it
murder by vodka
let myself go
to the ultimate
state
of hell yeah
then
hell no …
but then I
realized
I don’t have
enough money
to buy
a new bottle
and I’m
all
out.
Sacramento, California
January 2, 2010
Posted in Alcoholman, tagged Bradley Mason Hamlin, poetry on October 25, 2009| 5 Comments »
flesh stick
want
red cave
to drink
loco juice
out of cunt
to scream
unknown origin
to pound
skull
against
innocent bedding
to bite cherry lips
to dig hands
into ass cheeks
wrestling
with bucking horse inside
screaming,
“Hail Satan! Hail Jesus!
God bless Billie Holiday!”
to fuck spirit
to blast sugar paste of soul
into everlasting lifetimes
to pluck feathers
of angels
to caress pretty pink vagina
like baby bunny
to cannibal eat alive
to wolf-lick face
drinking virgin-minded blood
painting your cheeks
warrior-style
making handcuffs
out of underwear
and I kiss you
tenderly
just like
in the movies.