The Curse of the Placeholder

"just something better
a tether
cleaner weather
less of your fucked up leather


no more cat fur up my nose
or writhing against your rose
trying to get you somewhere
 you seem to be unable to get

I'm falling asleep
and my hand is sore
you have your uses
but you are a bore

no more, no more
I seek perfection
an erection
that never dies

that girl with diamond eyes
obedient
who never cries
never flies

you witchy thing
should burn on your own pyre
too tired, too very tired
to want to deal with you tonight

and I take flight
and all is right"

 he spat the words
out at me
venom dripping
down his lips

I took a big sip
of that poison
tongue tip
and longed for oblivion
on the face of the sun

Burn me
I am the Curse
I'll make love to smoke
and be one with ash

and watch you search for that better piece of ass

I May Have Been Drunk When I Wrote This

never trust a lover
who steals your covers
keep 911 on speed dial
tell the neighbors to go fuck themselves
and make some pizza

the hookers down the street
look cold
I thought about bringing them a blanket
those heels look painful
and I don't envy them
the Johns that cruise this neighborhood

you seem to still be vibrating
all curled up in my bed with your clothes on
fucked up on the drugs that just make me sick
I'm too drunk
and naked to stay awake
but I like it when
I get to hold your hand

someone's snoring on the couch
liquor bottles litter the living room
pizza crusts litter the kitchen
I can drain a bottle of bourbon
in a few hours
and stumble into your arms
as I try to fumble into your heart

the morning aches
but that won't stop me
from climbing your body
finding that little smile
that makes you so beautiful
in blinding sunny moments like this

I may have been drunk when I wrote this
but that just makes honesty
seep out my pores
I'd tell you I love you
but I don't want you to leave

there are still a couple of bottles of whiskey
on the counter
and I won't see the bottom of the glass for days
I hope you will come to see me
and bend back my bender
until we can't see the light of day
and lay gasping in each other's arms
in this waste land of human decay