Love in a Bathroom Stall

The writing scrawled across the wall: “It’s just love in a bathroom stall” Flushed away feelings Fucked away meanings Gin-drenched soles Pressed against a toilet bowl And magic-marker wit Smeared across your tits All right there before my eyes: “The brightest stars are the first to die” So wipe away that high-rise love Destined only to be disposed of Foolish

A Look Back

A look back into a pillar of salt-water washing over a broken coral requiem Double-edged supple memories of futures lost and pasts that cling-wrap around your mouth Keeping it all in Keeping it all in Keeping it all… under control

When It’s Over

When it’s over… And you get up to leave again… Depressed impressions on the sheets Where damp stains and champagne meet There my memory of you’s fading even now Alone with too much room in bed Your words stirring up my head And I don’t seem to remember anything good When it’s over I’m hungover You’re really just a phone-call-lover

Let’s Get Lost

Lets get lost in the shadows Melt into the darkness Swallowed whole, naked, laughing, learning, losing everything Lets disappear into the void Become nothing forever Whole once more, unseen, floating, falling, finally home

Dear Emily

Dear Emily, I know the split that cleaves the mind, the longing for clouded truths Puzzle pieces in confused boxes fitting together but looking wrong I shall make my own picture, fitting together what I choose Forced connections are new futures the only freedom is fatal destruction Forever Lost, Z

Bagged…

  Loud scraping invaded her sleep. Slowly regaining consciousness, something dragged up her back and pulverized her head. She screamed…but it was muffled. She was blind in a black cloud. Sticks snapped, leaves were tussled, and a whooshing sound of scraping nylon roared around her. She couldn’t move. Another painful blow, this time to the tail bone. She screamed. A

Turning…

  The rigor mortis was already starting. His joints crackled, he lost feeling in the fingers holding fast to his gaping wound. They left me. They didn’t look back… His stomach lurched and he doubled over, letting blood effuse into the muck of his vacating bowels. Now he would die in this filth, in the dark, alone. But I saved

Soon!

His heart began to quicken… He pauses to relish the moment—cold steel only inches above her tender skin. The thrill was arousing. It excited his loins: his breath grew shallow, his chest thundered. He pondered whether the girl might have a family, if she had a lover, if she would be missed… He licked his lips lasciviously behind his mask and steadied