Serial Killer

from JoeUser Forums
when I write
sometimes it just
pours out of my fingers
and wit and sarcasm with a
touch of this or that
mostly
sex

i want to do things
to you
with my words
slice you
here
a little cut
there
maybe a sour
stomach when you catch
yourself
knowing it’s you
i’m talking to

bukowski didn’t care
and it paid good
in the end
and sometimes it does just make
Sense

but i want to punch
you
in the gut
kick you hard in the
balls
and bloody your
upturned nose
i want it to hurt with
every obvious truth
that pour out of my
rancid mouth

i want you to ache
i want sorrow and shame
to burn your heart
till your throat swells
and leaves you choking
confessions to white-collared
priests and backwater
bartenders

i want you to scream
to high heaven
i want your soul to churn
and roll with every
omission
and then i want you to
thank God
i’m not a serial killer

J. Masuda © 2004
art
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Reply #1 from JoeUser Forums Top

Dude~this is awesome stuff here. I like Bukowski a lot myself. A very brave and bold poet for sure. I hope you post some more poems like this one. I think your sharp honesty is actually a really good thing. Keep on blogging.


~MP

Reply #2 from JoeUser Forums Top
This is great! There are so many lines here that I could point out that I particularly liked, but since there's so many an overall 'amazing' will have to do.
Nic.
The Political Machine 2024
Reply #3 from JoeUser Forums Top
thanks. glad you liked it.

j.