The Kbone Aggregate

This place used to be

too small to dance

but we adapt

the dance, a warm up

to the climax

where I pound my fists

on the wall and you lick

the blood off my hands

  I can’t stop looking in the mirror

you told me you wish I looked

at you the way I look at myself

I can’t stop looking

even when I can't see the light in my eyes

  one time a little girl told me

I had beautiful fingers

I blushed as she walked away

blowing me kisses

I’m sure that girl is ruined

  Run me in an acid drenched field where trees grow

I would make them skyscrapers,

but skyscrapers are like you

they make me uneasy unless I am inside them

but what matters is they grow,

and they grow taller than me

  Down with the left! Down with the right!

meet me in the middle and I’ll show

you how wonderful anarchy can be

you say want some freedom?

come and take it from me

  As I slice my friend’s forehead open with my elbow

I think one thought

the motherfucker had it coming

  In a previous life I was a wolf

that’s why I’m attracted

to women who walk with a limp

    cocksuckers give me space in a bar like a

mushroom cloud level five quarantine zone

    I never get too close. I know one day you all will

burn. The only unknown is whether I come

or stay to make post-apocalyptic art of the ash.

There’s something about water

one time my mother bet me

she could tread it longer

  After I saved her I told her she owed

me twenty dollars. this act was a

demonstration of my superiority

  Jesus should have been a woman

my generation could have their own

immaculate conception

  I could point and say

that is what is holy

I am losing faith

  I wanted to fuck myself into oblivion

so I stayed high until

I had sex with the Hubble Telescope

  We held each other afterwards, talking

I worried earthlings wouldn’t understand

it’s hard to shake off the space dust

  Your mother wanted me to take her religion

she cleaned our blood with carpet stain remover

on her knees she scrubbed like a lover

  Once I wrote about girls I turned

into bubbles. I wouldn’t catch them,

let them float away

I lied. I popped them

watch them turn into

stain on red satin sheets

  Do you remember the time

you were mad I couldn’t come?

rub two sticks together make a river flow

  I encountered a sign at the end of the

universe that read “Welcome to the Weird Zone”

lights go down get on that stage

tap my feet bob, my head, sway my body

like when I had the solitary overseers worried

I don’t play bass, I just have sex:

anarchist tones that reverb misogyny

let them move and shake. they know what it brings

there in the corner--face glassy as an orgasm

I'd thought you'd have more trouble crossing the Mississippi

go back west. we don’t want your lazy eyes

we don’t want those flowers oozing out your ears

when I quit fucking you, I gave up hippies.

remember the time I slit Tiko's throat?

if you keep reeking of patchouli

you’re gone and I’m left here choking on your hairpins

herbal tea and lysol this place is strangely scented

filled with smog and alcohol I use to bash my head in

you’re gone and I’m left here choking on your hairpins

put them on undo your bra better to make your hips spin

victory song and visceral everything fragmented

you’re gone and I’m left here choking on your hairpins