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[victormakesart]

Here's some more of my sad poetry. Yay! This was also in the lit mag.

A Sad Little Monster

A sad little monster from a sad little land
holding the hand of a sad little man
kissing the mouth of a sad little angel
whose mind is still stuck in a sad little gutter.
Drop everything to mourn a friend, drop everything to beat a love, ‘til pins and needles fill your hand, your hand and the hand of the sad little man.

The lips you’ve kissed (look again!) they’re rotting away, sinking away to a sad little skull. The bugs are on you, now.
Mortality, too, now.
It’s broken and true, now.
I do and I do now.

Write your fears down in pen and swallow them whole and let paper cuts fill your mind. The headache of truth, now.
The anthem of youth, now.
The nail and the tooth, now.
And Eve Mary Ruth now.

It’s as permanent as eyes frozen in a permanent glee, a permanent madness before the soul could flee into dark inky clouds that absorbed him with the greed of a permanent brute.

The sad little angel with the sad rotting face
looking, with panic, for his sad little place.
For the markers set out for him by the sad human race.
They opened his head and the spiders walked in, firing synapses under his skin and making him cry.
Making me cry with my sad little eyes for the sad little bugs in his sad little mind.
A mind full of sad little dancers with sad little hips
kissing the angel on his sad rotting lips.

Don’t let him hit you by God, don’t let him kiss you by God, don’t let him near you, the sad little brute!
Don’t you dare trust him, don’t you dare love him, don’t you dare hold him, the sad little brute!
While you may refute it, the experts agree, we’re all sad little monsters with too much to fear.

Comments

[nyc-ricochet.livejournal.com]

What's a lit mag? Does this means I'm friends with a famous person?

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"Literary Magazine. Nah. I'm not famous yet." She grinned. "I'm all poet, though. Been writin' poetry since before I can remember."

[nyc-ricochet.livejournal.com]

That's a pretty long time. All I know is Dr. Seuss. *grin*

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"Eh. That an' my memory sucks." She laughed and shook her head. "I love Dr. Seuss."

[nyc-ricochet.livejournal.com]

*quotes* And you never can tell what goes on bellow, the pool might be bigger than you or I know!

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

She giggled. "Which one's that from?"

[nyc-ricochet.livejournal.com]

McElliot's Pool. I think. It's been so long since I read them. Dr. Seuss taught me English when we moved up from Puerto Rico. *grin* I also have way too much love for the Lorax. Cute lil' fella.

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"Hmmm...I haven't read tha' one." She grinned and tilted her head. "Really? I knew someone who learned English from tha' show with Big Bird an' stuff. Love the Lorax."

[nyc-ricochet.livejournal.com]

Sesame Street was also a great teacher in my childhood. I picked up the lingo pretty fast. *teasing* You gringos don't know how well you have it.

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"Gringo, eh?" she said, laughing.

[nyc-ricochet.livejournal.com]

In the most respectful way possible. *grins*

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"Of course, darlin'. A respectful young man like you wouldn't say it any other way."

[nyc-ricochet.livejournal.com]

Damn straight. I mean darn straight. Excuse the language.

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

She laughed again, nodding. "Anytime."

[nyc-ricochet.livejournal.com]

Of course not! *sly look* And word around the Nexus says that today's your birthday. And you didn't tell me. Well. I feel put out. *puppy face*

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"Awww...poor darlin'." She tried to pout but ended up laughing instead. "Yep. Today's my birthday."

[nyc-ricochet.livejournal.com]

As such, I have no present for you but an IOUIC.

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"What does IC stand for?"

[nyc-ricochet.livejournal.com]

Ice cream. What else?

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"Awww...you're sweet. IC can stand f'r plen'y. Like Interested Cows, Instant Coalition, Ignorant Copies."

[nyc-ricochet.livejournal.com]

Itchy Callouses. Irate Cookaburras. Istanbullian Camels.

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"Irritated Caretakers, Irish Candle-sticks, Imitation Caramel."

[nyc-ricochet.livejournal.com]

Oh no! Anything but Imitation Caramel!

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"I know, huh?" She made a face.

[nyc-ricochet.livejournal.com]

Almost as bad as Icky Cauliflour!