Tag Archives: Performance Poetry

Drug addict eyes

Tired Eyes

Susie had such tired eyes from all the shit she’d seen people she loved more than life itself dying in confusion and pain after living in misery and the others, the scumbags and assholes lording it over her, all her … More

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I’ll Only Write Poems for You

When you and I come together there is nothing that I want Everything of value in this world is held, with calm strength and power in your deep soulful eyes glinting, always, with mischief and desire I could reside forever … More

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A Disaster Like This

It starts as an irritation, almost an itch a burning, at the back of my head What the fuck am I afraid of? Before I know it it’s a locomotive building speed out of control destroying everything in it’s path … More

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3:19

This is when it stings me hard and vicious, like sticking my foot into a hive filled with angry wasps and I can’t escape your face, which is there in my mind, imploring me to just forget all the shit … More

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Smile

Smile …..maybe I don’t want to don’t be so blue …..maybe my face …..feels better this way just smile The day that my brother committed suicide the nurse at the hospital, who knew nothing about me, took one look at … More

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Alienation Songs

Send me your love as rousing anthems of alienation you beautiful freaks of nature sailing in a glass-bottom boat on the deep and restless sea of fluid sexuality and gender You are who you want to be or at least … More

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If This All Should End Tomorrow

The red of your hair and the green of your eyes pull me into you like a magnet, like a planet and I cannot resist your damaged delicious gravity If this all should end tomorrow then let me be inside … More

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Naming Ayana

We named our girl Ayana well, her mother did, really I just nodded and said, “Yes dear, Ayana’s a perfectly lovely name.” but we named her Ayana because we struggled long and hard to find the perfect name that no … More

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Christmas in Rehab

My family sits across the long table With shell-shocked trepidation they push over their presents for me I don’t deserve this, you know? Any of this Not the presents Not my family here taking time from their day to spend … More

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Loving the Wife (of a friend)

She wanted me She wanted it She wanted it You know it She wanted it She’d made that clear in no uncertain terms on more than one occasion and I tried to pretend that I was unaffected (but I was) … More

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