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mainlining ii
the ecstasy of fucking is similar to shooting up
hard intrusive mechanism
porcelain soft skin
a hole man-made or placed there by the gods
risk of infection
temporary euphoria
which we chase and chase and chase
at least we don't have to keep jabbing the needle in
to get the desired effect while trainspotting
feel the touch
my finger tips are acetylene torches
lets indulge in the flames devouring our center
and radiating off of our skin
2 flames burn twice as bright
give me the gasoline
that's glistening on your tongue
your pussy drips with blood and fentanyl
I will never get enough
we could fuck and fuck and fuck
let's have one last go at it
purposely miss flight 107
stay in my arms
we'll stop breathing soon
(I love you)
hard intrusive mechanism
porcelain soft skin
a hole man-made or placed there by the gods
risk of infection
temporary euphoria
which we chase and chase and chase
at least we don't have to keep jabbing the needle in
to get the desired effect while trainspotting
feel the touch
my finger tips are acetylene torches
lets indulge in the flames devouring our center
and radiating off of our skin
2 flames burn twice as bright
give me the gasoline
that's glistening on your tongue
your pussy drips with blood and fentanyl
I will never get enough
we could fuck and fuck and fuck
let's have one last go at it
purposely miss flight 107
stay in my arms
we'll stop breathing soon
(I love you)
Published 21st Sep 2010
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Anonymous
21st Sep 2010 2:31pm
One of your more structured poems, the way this piece plays out is just beautiful, with the energy slowly deteriorating towards those last three words, emphasised by their brackets (I do love that technique of yours; I'd use it myself, but I think that might count as plagiarism!). The second and third stanzas are the best, and this simile is simply perfect: "my finger tips are acetylene torches." Reminds me of a line from Sylvia Plath: "And I, love, I am a pure acetylene virgin." Your best poem for a LONG time, and that truly does mean a lot, as your recent work has been incredible.
22nd Sep 2010 7:01am
wow thanks jack for saying this piece is my best in a while though my others are good too.. yeah about the stanzas i was thinking of splitting them all up and making them 3 very brief poems.. but idk
21st Sep 2010 4:15pm
I loved every fucking line of this piece but especially "give me the gasoline that's glistening on your tongue." Fan-fucking-tastic.
22nd Sep 2010 6:57am
thanks so much for the kind words, pierre.. glad you dug the poem so much :D
28th Sep 2010 6:13pm
This one is just fucking..in it, you know? Reading it is like being swallowed...and I like the 'chase and chase and chase' then the 'fuck and fuck and fuck'...it's like an indulgent whirlwind.
28th Sep 2010 8:47pm
when you said the word whirlwind it made me think of a chaos taking hold either around or inside someone.. sex and drugs are a chase.. once more.. is never just once more.. never enough
