Author Archives: baited by bataille

Idolatry of the body (celibate soul), of sex, no real love! sometimes the lights go out  Hopeless romanticism is the last vestige of love in the world. for a young man to single himself out as a believer in beauty and love, to earnestly wish for a family, this is genuinely radical.  love me forContinue reading “downriver from the kalamazoo prison graveyard”

when you ignore me I die  when you hang on to my every word i die  when you tell me you love me  i die  when a man is drunk  he dies  when a man is in love  he dies when you give me that look  i die

all that’s left to do is all that’s left to do. all of us fall all and all. why are you lighting that cigarette  I haven’t even told you yet.  sky heave and render my heart elegant.  stop looking at me like that i haven’t even told you yet its a  surprise.  there are tearsContinue reading “her again”

You run, nude, studded with splinters Hair that is finespun and sunkissed  Cascading down the gentle slopes of your shoulders Secret, cold, and available A man loves a woman he never touches. A beauty that has been complicated And deferred. Poetic insult in the  Small hours of the morning.  attempts at out-and-out performative prostration. IdolatryContinue reading “avant-garde hangover”

Sometimes i cant write anything Only feel what i want to write  Thinking about what might have been  What could be  Trying to bend words and phrases  Towards making my feelings known to you  forsaking language altogether Its shortcomings, its failures  How could i use something as grotesque as language  To describe you Language, whichContinue reading “let love in”

Suddenly life was there  Enveloping, warm, bright, the comfort of living and loving filling and riddling my body with pangs of pleasure  All it took was seeing you  your smile Your eyes, full of tenderness that is older than you  You are mother and infant, nature’s beauty into flesh  even the passing thought of youContinue reading “Threnos”

I’ve been thinking about you for awhile  Days and nights spent in the unrelenting prison of your memory,  A time when i considered every text you sent scripture A time when a single thought of you could derail my week  Well, time is so sweet once it’s been expired  And unnoticeable when its happening aroundContinue reading “Memory and Dream and Encounter”

Hastily  Why so hastily  Friendship, forged in love  Hastily tossed away  I feel as though we were never friends  Waking dreams of a life with you A life that is more than a little unlikely  To have you might as well be impossible But in my day-dream you are with me Nuzzling your rosy cheeksContinue reading “threnody for the victims of michel foucault”

I’m empty  Have you ever felt so empty, so hollowed out, you can no longer remember what was supposed to fit inside you  Do you understand. Do you. You couldn’t. You’ve never felt like this. Never had to lie about it either. Do you ever look up at the ceiling and see yourself hanging fromContinue reading “mfs read deleuze once and think they a cat (*´艸`*)”

Black hair, sifted through my fingertips Your dark eyes, meeting mine for the first time Muscling in green clad love and rocks Seabirds and saltiness stain our spirits Which laugh in unison at the  Absurd, glorious choking and loveliness  Of life and how well-spent Bend time in two, fold and rend Until the sea overtakesContinue reading “Missed Opportunity”