inquisitiveidiot

[inquisitiveidiot]

he eats me

Pontificate tenderness

Manufacture his facsimile in others

Elucidate satifistfaction in the shoddy product.

You stared at me long enough

That in between breaths

I was convinced of a well known fallacy

There is no subtlety, no dance,

nor coy meanings

No joy, no tears,

no fickle humanity

Like insurance bots,

we deny any applicable claim

I wish you had blue eyes.

Maybe then I wouldn’t feel so safe.

Your beauty has

the recurring quality

of being the best and worst thing

of my evenings.

I want you I want you I want you

Regardless of the circumstance,

Regardless of the humiliation

or the indignation

just

look at the state of me

like a dog

with all this as salivation

soft bones beneath a leather hide

you are my favorite book.

I never thought I would touch you again.

oakland���s greatest sinner

love lost across the bay,

oyster shells for dinner.

[inquisitiveidiot]

schmetterling

shut up.

DONOTSPEAK.

it’s too“**cking” arousing

million nerves slipping messages

pssssssssst, psssssst!!

(distraction dopamine, dopamine)

insurgent neural cocaine

whenever you say my name

schmetterling he says

it’s the greatest play

…”care for a drink?

vodka.just how you like it.

always shaken, always stirred.”

one more word

just one to

extinguish the hesitancy

everyone around us

is thinking it too

just say it, 

a “bitte” or a “danke”

but his mouth remains

inattentive, uncouth,

drunkenly bored,

thinkabout the word from before

schmetterling.

german has a knack 

of smacking the back

of my Latin raised throat

i do not mind. 

she lets him do it more.

somewhere in the night

there’s an exchange:

one solid passive stare.

two forgotten white russians.

our eyes alit with dreamy ivies

finally,

         softly, 

all of your language undone onto me

[inquisitiveidiot]

smile as starlight,

getsscattered!

blinding potential celestial patrons

alreadybedded hair, 

he turns to me

sedation would be a cheaper mercy

flower lined fingertips

fragrant as they cascade

smiling as i wonder,

how many gardens have you decorated?

my shakey soil:unmoving

he tills my lilies

until the late morning

fresh tulips,

artificial peonies

forgotten spring time,

ive known no one (yet)

twitterwitch says jupiter brings new beginnings

starlight laces the flowering stem

he forgets,

          lost in the waltz

laughs at the missed steps,

how many more gardens, i beg

as though it were predestined

ivy wraps my waist

catholic woes subsided

the gardener leaves

the very next day

[inquisitiveidiot]

stubborn kisses

i wish so deeply

to saw off

the kisses

you left behind

they transfix themselves

begging to pass

as scars,

as moles,

as blemishes,

as birthmarks

as anything to warrant

the continuation of their existence

pitifully

i lay down

the x acto knife,

shakespearean sigh

perfume and anoint

the surrounding skin

go off to bed

dreaming of you again

[inquisitiveidiot]

silver seven stars

=====O japanese cigarette

paper cup ashtray

old dark new wave

cute doomed

pumpkins=

this time of year

it's an allotment,

beloved evergreen flame

(enchant, instant

incantation)

japanese cigarette

consequential .

.

.

soju shot

Line chaser,

(break)

¿on tumblr who raised you?

a non, ano.one

japanese cigarette

accelerated disintegration

heighted ;heretical;

heaven

vermontpinterestshots

coyote roam, deer

are free

celtic runes spray

painted on redwood trees

Sickly sweet, sticky

summer grass

the wake begins

for ol deciduous

mercy to the pine needles

spare me the cranberry

[inquisitiveidiot]

10:45 in oakland

we met by

lake merritt

the solemn grass

is untended

but the lake presides

unpretentious

cheeks flushed

from wind and running

like always, he’s

thirty five minutes late

red line had delays

kisses on the cheek,

cordial and sweet

presents a

homemade bouquet:

red roses

stolen poppies

thrifted wildflowers

dried baby’s breath

such flowers

feel heavy

in my hand

you taste cold

want my jacket?

he grinned

against my cheek

departures ought to be

cleanly bittersweet

this one was overdue

gummy adoration

dragged us out this late

to lake merritt

with her

watchful trees

searing concrete

waters that hold

secret histories

the words escape

like a rehearsal dinner

“i leave tomorrow.

i will not write.

just wanted to

say goodbye.”

atrophied kinship

lips press into a sigh

he hangs his head

on my shoulder

i used to come here

as a kid

for birthday parties

and strawberry cake

now girls bring me here

for nothing.

i resist the urge

to fight about nietzche.

we play chess

just two games

he opens with a knight

usually, i lose every time

but in the last game

he guides my fingers

to undeserved victory

in the morning,

he venmo requests me

for emotional damages

[inquisitiveidiot]

she held my face between her hands

domineering and pragmatic

brushed forgotten bangs away from my face

this kind of tenderness is set at an unfair pace

why do you like Bukowski

i guess we speak similarly

her mouth blew a laugh on my neck

before deciding on a rough peck

he gets me, irepeated

ribbons unfurling, dignity traded for frivolity

she begets me, unexpectedly

i wake up the next morning with a missing earring

[inquisitiveidiot]

easter

sometimes, I will become so captivated by someone 

that I’ll ask them questions I already know the answer to. 

the contents add to the invented dance.

she plays some moves I had a fair guesstimation of 

but watching the precision is a whole other thing. 

the dullest of her brilliance stone like the fire of a diamond.

her flames may eat my wings

she wrapped her hand in mine

dolmas for pupusas

her departure becomes fragrant

memories of Grecian ceremonies 

terracotta suns laced on tanned skin

her kisses leave tea residue

tears will substitute for kosher salt

When is Easter? 

Mine or yours?

Care to tell me the difference again?

– and so our waltz begins

[inquisitiveidiot]

vietnam mushrooms

- in darker augustian times,

existed a tribe of ruthless thieves

banded around a plate of plums

among other wicked festivities

i am no bard, nor foe, or king

a speech is reserved for better men

only shame exists in this retelling

the candles merged into each other

curiosity lingered like oration in a monastery

tresses of sobriety blushed a merlot red

before disappearing into the spackled night

ego death lulled tragic as vestal virgin

idle discourse - silly and pert

to keep unemployed philosophers alert

an empty prophet denies sorrowful parishioners

chocolate vietnam mushrooms

jovial liars writhe like maggots

beneath war torn dirt

harlots brought foodstuffs to the door

the rest of the morning was a blur

o

but

where did that night go

when else could their youth spent

such a speech should be reserved for better men

and i am not one of them

[inquisitiveidiot]

just as the russians would do

rob me of my breath

be my grave keeper

cement your kiss

on my epitaph

if you must

torch our letters:

but

at least

remember to remind me

of bottle weary mornings of

my bedazzled nudity of

modesty placated

by historian’s honesty

see - i knew you once before

by sour oats and salted meat

the holes you bore

remain perforated,

yetyou tore my skin

like paper

at the tempting edge:

beloved bloody stationary

to greaterparts unknown

you may eat

my intestines

pick your teeth

with both clavicles

please end

on a tragic romantic note,

just as the russians would do

[inquisitiveidiot]

greys and maroons

| tw: talk of domestic violence |

when he hit me

stars stone twice as brightly

-----so grey said.

sordid were the legs he drew.

wire hangers were offered to make amends.

peeling mouth on worm neck

he painted me with shoe grease

stags would've been kinder

even to the wolf of me

compliments dregs in pre nuptial candidacy

praises, reviews, tips:

all for a benign tuesday performance

i try to change stations in search of better cuts

bob fm flips on : only for a local ad read

east coast smiles sprawled on a christmas magnet

cousin grey would be throttled on a bed

maroons could comfort him momentarily

just before the exciting blow to the head

[inquisitiveidiot]

the afternoon's problem

kerosene for morning tea

It will coat a pierced tongue. 

asana will groan, outlook may mourn.

despite the protest,

a ulysses pact gets signed

before dead lark’s lullaby

bodies already burnt raw from residual precision

Are Carried over white embers and ashes

it's anOld sailor habit

breaking through ice so unmercifully

bow excited at the chilly squeak

"Fail not at your marksmanship"

Lime oil sweeps on crystal edge

Little glass awaiting a sprited pour

Teetering salt befalls on coconut milk

strangely refreshing

Orator’s afterglow

A slipped smile behind berry bushes

teeth cleaned behind shuttering leaves

laid beside eachother

Like larvae in a cocoon

Tender lips meet char

Rough hands get their pound of flesh

artists tangled in a butterfly's murder

[inquisitiveidiot]

fred

the mortuary called with the latest report

Of the saddest orphan debutante

“left at the scene of self destruction

abandoned out of sheer embarrassment

drive by into unwilling youthful oblivion”

her tender lips move in discourse

A deacon makes a beckoning fluidity

“drop the abstraction" she might croak

"please tell me the truth

did i mean single morsel to you?"

for a deadgirl her voice is not hoarse

"discard the ambiguity - command from me a single swear

i could not hate you for what wasn’t there”

cryptic bitch. what sense could she possibly make! the friar will cry.

as the church sat in silence.

Sinner’s remorse post glow

in quiet of a false father’s bed

sweet magnolia sucks greedily on xpensive lies

at long while, Fred writes a check on her face

A lawyer serves a final guarantor.

ruined she leaves, blissful and ruined.

[inquisitiveidiot]

morning after

morning chai

spoonful of hidden caffeine

milkmaid braids, packed lunch

interim of class

caravan bound home

last light of mother’s smile.

her perfume will linger on the bed.

A baby rattles behind white noise

glissandos into a medicine cabinet

blue light laminates now purple ink

not enough, or so baby thinks

consumption baby lies down violating feng shui 

oxygen discarded like a cornhusk

will earrings suffice for drachmas?

bitter light fills lacy window panes

ghost vanquished, jackals dispelled

“i am warm”

[inquisitiveidiot]

starry night

give it up let’s come starry night sky reflects on you heavenly body on the earth below peasants are we to not worship

divinity pure, purity divine salvation is at the end of the kiss eternity will taste like the sour of your spit Jupiter and the others all listen in as two goddess play the universe’s music

[inquisitiveidiot]

puppygirl

i am too young.

simply twenty three

libra man, humbert’s conductor 

&

you were: dressedin 

Xerox Vestment, Inquisitive 

inoculated with buttons.

believer’s paradox - 

the one about the trees

“”if it never occurred 

what worth is it’s reality?””

once more, sat obediently

partially darkened at the knees

barking a freudian plea

puppygirl, think of me:

the pocket of a polo shirt.

compartmentalize this fantasy

for upcoming legality

arrived too late from the uk

butplease stay, 

must heel, 

wait

puppygirl, recognize me

plaid clothes goathair…’confident’

smell my hand.

lookup with those brown eyes

swear to find me later –

there may longer hair 

but you will find the same bite

i am daddy’s respite

find yourself in my wild nights

wag for notsovirtuous compliments

sweet puppygirl…my darling world

only delRey egofeed for you

once:

you lap up my scattered pearls

become etherized for me

unfurl yourself:

just like that teenagegirl.

[inquisitiveidiot]

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