So I've started classes for my master's degree, and it's so amazing! I really love it. In my poetry workshop, I wrote a poem I feel really strongly about. It's got a lot of energy, and I'm excited to post it.
As usual, I can't come up with a title. So this one makes me laugh.
Let the Bodies Hit the
What do we do with the body, do we
couple it in front seats of Volkswagens with a
gear shift beer gut dick suck?
Do we starve it out, fold it up, cut it skin from bone
and marvel at the crumpled mess we've left
hungry on the bathroom floor?
What do you do with the body, do you
lay it heavy down on other bodies, press together
the warmer parts and heave and breathe
and laugh when you're done? I laugh. I take my body like a juniper tree
and twist my branches heady round in hurricane delight until
this body upthreads its roots. I stir it frenzied.
I find the point the body cracks its spine and shed it like a locust,
emerging slimy and cobalt blue, and completely unprepared
for the other bodies in this world.
