aquire and sell 

and all your past says

bury

like a father who steps out 

a lifetime you cant live up to

and a pledge he couldnt

promise a newborn- him

until every woman you want

is an illusionary game…

…i am quite the hologram

uninteresting, suddenly

defiant againt a light that comes in months

of carrying babies 

who will never be yours

and smiles diluted in

jars

carried out through a hallway landfill

fill all your bottles with lightning bug lies

dont your eyes shine

if i could raffle off this night

a year ago

laughing and laughing

50/50 and i get half of 

what i felt

sparkling blue and you walked in the door

gray hood and blazered up

all that weak yellow below

high fives before a cab

and all my nervous cigarettes

steal smoke under a mocking streetlight

now

i begged warmth under a leg

imaginary friends are

hard to keep lovers

ghosts who call at whim from bedroom closets

empty in daylight

in confidence

and muses are kept but for opinions

rip my wings and my scent

if you cant suck the cock that

seldom feeds you now

find a place for your withdrawal

he cant remember blue

and your red lips are killing all the troops

Cut your hair

and cut your ties.

A silk scarf leash,

hands and neck.

Sweetie you’re a white petal

and rough.

Put away Polly-Ann in your train case.

Now you’ll be an oyster in their heads.

A Pearl upon a horse hair mattress.

Keep your stems clean.

Wash.

Hang the money dry.

Let it drip it into a box.

Water for your soul

in the den, downtown.

She’s a hidden baby,

….and

He’s a bedtime story to breathe.

Through stinging salt

and cresting skin.

Earn a nickle for a ride out, west.

Passing out on pipes, from the east.

Pull the strings closer the your chest.

“Will we see the sun rise, together?”

Sure to blow away.

She’s sure to float away.

(Inspired by “Pearl”. Boardwalk Empire)