Sunday, November 27, 2011

the club can't handle me

sometimes she pushes me
pumps and pummels me
laughs at every stoic gesture
fractures me
breaks my arms free
from their keyboard pose
and smashes me

sucks me in with her
pulsating churn
slapping me
thump thump thump thump
erasing me

the midnight cricket disco
ameliorating me
naked trusting
everything you feel right now
is only me

the club can't handle me
right now
dizzy with the frothy cymbal
to be free
to dance in your moonlight shadow
achingly

and the ringing of my eardrums
falls passionately
cracks the fabric of this prison
coil willfully
and the club can't handle me
right now
so don't try to see

but feel the winnow of her
rake the fleshy skin from me
and dance every part
of every object
torridly

i haven't come to watch you
demur in your privacy
so get your ass out
on the dance floor bitch
and scream at me

and lose every deathly concept
in your love for me
thump thump thump thump
press against
the softest hardest part of me

dance fucker dance
just show me everything

and the club can't even handle me
right now
because i know this is what it means
to be you
bare to the teeth with yearning
for being
to be love
revolutionary row
of liberty
without border or restriction
sans the cancer of fear
awake
and ready to take
whatever the rain
will yield

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