Love is a Dog From Hell

we know God is dead, they've told us, but listening to you I wasn't sure.

“how’s your health?” he asks.

“physically I’m sound as a tic. mentally I’m
wasted, doomed, on my tiny cross, all that
crap.”

there is something wrong with me
besides
melancholia.

such comedy.

there is always one woman
to save you from another

and as that woman saves you
she makes ready to
destroy.

who put this brain inside of me?

it cries
it demands
it says that there is a chance.

it will not say
“no.”

people so tired
mutilated
either by love or no love.
people just are not good to each other
one on one.

there is a loneliness in this world so great
that you can see it in the slow movement of
the hands of a clock.

nerves. nobody has soul enough to overcome nerves.

She likes young
Neat boys
Unscratched boys
With faces like the bottoms
Of new saucers

our educational system tells us
that we can all be
big-ass winners.

it hasn’t told us
about the gutters
or the suicides.

or the terror of one person
aching in one place
alone

untouched
unspoken to

watering a plant.

we’re all scared but when you’re ugly and you
don’t have much left you get
strong

this is the problem
of being poor:
we must share each
other’s sounds.

flesh covers
the bone and the
flesh searches
for more than
flesh.

no man is
invincible.
some day
you’ll be sent mad by
eyes like a child’s crayon
drawing. you won’t be
able to drink a glass of
water or walk across a
room. there will be the
walls and the sound of
the streets outside, and
you’ll hear machineguns
and mortar shells. that’ll
be when you want it and
can’t have it.

the teeth
are never finally the
teeth of love.

love dries up even faster than sperm.

we’ll sleep together
tonight
trying to fit ourselves
inside the wallpaper.

there’s so little to you, she said, that when you die and
they burn you they’ll have to add almost all green and
blue pebbles.

if I had to get fucked I’d rather get fucked
by somebody with money.

so much happens in the dark
yet tomorrow
the sun will move up and on