Lover Won’t Stand Up Straight
takes me
big life of a young boy, pretty boy/ big life big bed / baby dreams of boats and limitless check outs / hope you know whats next now / slouching won’t cut it / gotta whole lotta learning to do
Hard time introducing old abusive broken lovers/ backs a mess but spellings good/ like linda litzke, got no clue/ can’t break it down farther, well mother, sweetheart is scapegoat & intrusive/ body loose and shoes are fashionable/ I’m not moving back to new york/ I’m not staying mad at you/ memory built like a bad statue / guns and weed and fat discarded tissues / got a whole lotta learning to do
Lover
got a lover but that can’t relate to me, cool/ pulled a juiceboxxx and puked in the pool/ in the lobby called me “hottie”/ elevator start here, fuck waiting/ later mouth still funky clothes all bunchy / who could maintain this isn’t life but only long lasting ekphrastic poems and my lover is missing a line/
tired after last night filled with stress and aggravation, then some midnight relaxation, and morning meditation on my
lover