Thieving Blog Poem 4
What do I have against the darling Charles Jensen? He didn't post once to his blog the whole time he was in Vancouver. He was probably having a great time. God damn him.
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Charles Inside
O how he positions his desire
contrasts the erotic against historical
glimpses the stranger
haunting the tavern
grizzling my crossword puzzles, my scribbled nostril
He asks about quality, it’s fuzzy identity
a hidden, hungry thing
He says, “Something queer is going on”
I nearly faint
1 Comments:
I'm a little unnerved by this poem's ability to see directly in my soul despite the one-way glass I've placed around it.
Oh, and here's a full-body blush.
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