Awake

Drawn shades in the new castle morn
Feeling ache of laureth sulfate -
Bruised inside.

Cover me you awkward freckle
Paint me yellow, stargaze me
A brainflower - Iris - falls right out.

I love your soil and the way you bend
Evokes smell of gasoline - I miss you
I am only Van Gogh's bad ear.

Rape

Where do you call home,
pickle jar on the sidewalk?
Suck my fucking balls.