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mangles

05 Tuesday Apr 2016

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Babylon Crashing, mangles, Prends-moi par derrière, quote unquote, sonnet

Tangled in the backseat, parked near the bridge,

I am in awe with the curve of your ass.

Under your jeans your telltale scar-tissue,

mortar-shell fragments, your brawny muscles

and the curved stump ending above the knee.

I’m a drunken beast on hands and elbows.

You’re all splorpy-wet from savage foreplay.

“Prends-moi par derrière. Jouis dans mon cul.”

Pressing your forehead against the window’s

glass you shudder at the depravity

of gore, being gored, once more light mangles

itself behind our lids — I would tell you

that I love you as our breath fogs the glass

but I don’t know those words in your language.

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In French, “Prends-moi par derrière. Jouis dans mon cul,” roughly translates as, “Take me from behind. Cum in my ass.”

— Babylon Crashing

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pomegranate

29 Tuesday Mar 2016

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Babylon Crashing, pomegranate, quote unquote, sonnet

Later you will tsk, rub away a speck

of dried cum. Today the floor needs mopping,

the sheets laundry. You sat in the bathtub

for hours scrubbing. Last night you were filthy.

I knew you wanted more; only took what

I could offer, I received your wetness

trailing down my chin. I could only twist

against rope that bound my ankle and wrist

I don’t protest — I just stared, your lewdness

glistened wide, your clit a pomegranate

seed on my tongue — you stood above me

fingers twined throughout my hair as you rubbed

yourself faster and harder murmuring

into my neck flooding all down my neck.

— Babylon Crashing

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whose issue is like the issue of horses

27 Sunday Mar 2016

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Ezekiel 23: 20, men who behaved like animals in their sexual desire, Oholibah, translations, violent lovers, virile, vulgar

Oholibah was hungry for men who fucked
like animals; whose cocks hung like donkeys and whose cum flowed like
stallions.
(Ezekiel 23: 20)

Translations are curious things. I tend
to avoid using from anything directly biblical in my blog because so
little of what is in the books interest me; however, for all the

inconsistencies and contradictions found in its pages you do have stories like that of
Oholah and Oholibah (whose name is actually a sexual pun in Hebrew
meaning, “my tent is [open] inside her.”) and their love
of big cocks. How do English bibles deal with the image of
cum-spewing stallions? The following twelve translations give
examples. Sure, you can explain that the whole thing is an obscure
metaphor for the cities of Samaria and Jerusalem but even the
children’s bible isn’t shy about explaining what makes a good fuck.

“Yes, she lusted after their male
prostitutes, whose members are like those of donkeys and who
ejaculate like stallions.”
(The Complete Jewish Bible)

“And she was mad with lust after
lying with them whose flesh is as the flesh of asses: and whose issue
as the issue of horses.”
(Douay-Rheims 1899 American Edition)

“She remembered the lovers who
excited her there, who were like animals in their sexual desires and
abilities.”
(Easy-to-Read Version)

“She wanted men [lusted after
lovers] who behaved like animals in their sexual desire [or whose
genitals/ flesh were the size/ flesh of donkeys and seminal
emission like that of horses].”
(Expanded Bible)

“She was filled with lust for
oversexed men who had all the lustfulness of donkeys or stallions.”
(Good News Translation)

“For she doted upon their
paramours, whose flesh is as the flesh of asses, and whose issue is
like the issue of horses.”
(Authorized [King James] Version)

“She wanted men who behaved like
animals in their sexual desire.”
(International Children’s
Bible)

“That whetted her appetite for
more virile, vulgar, and violent lovers—stallions obsessive in
their lust.”
 (The Message)

“She lusted for the lechers of
Egypt, whose members are like those of donkeys, whose thrusts are
like those of stallions.”
(New American Bible, Revised Edition)

“She lusted after their
genitals—as large as those of donkeys, and their seminal emission
was as strong as that of stallions.”
(New English Translation)

“There she had longed for her
lovers. Their private parts seemed as big as those of donkeys. And
their flow of semen appeared to be as much as that of horses.”

(New International Reader’s Edition)

“For she lusted upon their
pilagshim (illicit lovers), whose basar is as the basar of chamorim,
and whose issue is like the issue of susim.”
(Orthodox Jewish
Bible)

grotesque

16 Wednesday Mar 2016

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Babylon Crashing, erotic poetry, grotesque, sonnet, vulgar flesh

You like your fuck puppets cute and pig-tailed.

Boys call you, “Papi.” Girls, “Mommy.” I sweat

fugly. I slur. I’m grotesque: — yet, so few

ghosts stay to write your name in cum across

their drowned bellies like I do. There’s no cure.

I grind it in you slow and hot: — You’re ill

for days after. You’re ill enough to bleed.

Sick the way fire needs carbon. The sick need

the rope has for knots. “Make it tighter still,

leave a mark, something to look at when you’re

gone.” — just under the skin, aching for loss.

Bend me, break me, if you must. I give you

my bones, my vulgar flesh that you crave. Let

me be your drug, where all others have failed.

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08 Tuesday Mar 2016

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A lick of my lips reveals I’ve missed a bit of you.

— Babylon Crashing

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we

26 Friday Feb 2016

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Today I drink and so do you. These words

enter you, they touch the dark light inside.

You’ve had lovers before. Some were bastards,

some not. They’re all gone. None stayed. None replied

when you called. But that’s not what you regret.

Your cunt milked him as he thrust both his thumbs

deep in your ass, cried out. You felt a jet

of his semen balloon out the condom,

shooting against your cervix. Today we

drink and pause over past lovers; all those

who did not stay. Today we are going

to get so fucking drunk. You are like me.

We have no real friends. We’re no one’s heroes.

This is not love — just a dark light — ghosting.

— Babylon Crashing

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quote unquote

12 Friday Feb 2016

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and she went down on it, erotica, quote unquote

He put her up on a pedestal and she went down on it …

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quote unquote

09 Tuesday Feb 2016

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Louisa de Momand, marcel proust, quote unquote, spilling one's seed on the dusty ground, the joys of onanism

He who Louisa cannot win
No refuge has but Onan’s sin.

Proust, on his affair with Louisa de Momand

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quote unquote

07 Sunday Feb 2016

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possession, quote unquote, to be he force that through the green fuse drives the flower

It is one thing to be possessed by a poet’s poem, it’s another thing entirely to be the poem that possesses the poet.

implement

18 Monday Jan 2016

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acid sex, butt plug, erotic poetry, god-dogs, implement, sonnet, torment, twist lick squeeze

The tiles were so cold — You wanted torment,
like how god-dogs do it. Your muscles clenched

under your jeans. You’ve walked around, hellbent
that none of your friends would notice the drenched

little patch, the buzz of your discipline
implemented deep between your cheeks. You

peel down your jeans like you peel skin
down bone, down muscle. At each corkscrew

twist lick squeeze the silicon hammer’s head
spreads you wider. We two lay on the floor

of your mom’s bathroom — The acid hitting
just then. “Yeah, leck it. Me clit is blood-red.

Me arse — O! ahm a god! ahm a doog! Mooar!”
Torment, you had called it. Your toes, curling.

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