KillTime

By JoeyJenkins

something i wrote that might as well go somewhere

-- KILLTIME --

COFFEE

09.00

Onitsuka Tiger™ -
prowl with me
into concrete

morning

10.00

your branded soles
find soft heat in
the balance
of eastern sunrise.

11.00

sweet Tropicana™ -
i hear in your pineapple pictures
the voice of the caribbean

12.00

and i walk nations, limited
only by their labelled borderlands.

CARNIVORE

13.00

i eat Flash Gordon™
through a Samsung™ screen
gold hot pants and all

14.00

wet at sixteen
i munch my way back
into Sega™ days,

as far as Atari™ sometimes.

15.00

i drink perfume
to feel men
swimming inside me

16.00

that Gaultier™ sailor,
he mans a dreadnought
in my stomach.

17.00

i always swallow,
boys who masticate go hungry.
i always swallow

18.00

but
i snack on Iams™

sometimes.

CONTACT

19.00

kaplinsky tells me
Swarovski™
bruised your neck

20.00

your daughter wearing Baby Gap™
popped like Butterkist™ in the back.

bled like a Honda™ i hear.

21.00

no matter, i don’t
get my own

with or without the Trojan™.

CLONE

22.00

your russian-doll effect.
keep fucking

23.00

i whatever
(arrange me as you like)
or i’ll do as you say?

00.00

my bed is made of
matchbox, Twister™ sticks, and twine

you’ll break it up

01.00

of course that’s fine
i gorge on splinters wood
you fill me good.

02.00

we’ll buy kids from Mothercare™
never mind the
sex.

CATATONIA

03.00

i am still

04.00

hungry
to swallow free and actual crumbs

05.00

but

antoinette, queen
of no title,

is bent over for Mr. Kipling™.

06.00

i am still
here.

KILLTIME

07.00

I sleep a brandless hour

08.00

I dreamed this day
and every one thereafter.

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KillTime

Created: Mar 09, 2010

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