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nothing worries the dead

16 Saturday Feb 2013

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ghost, grackles, groove-in, mellow, moonlight, mythology, sonnet, veil, worry

Tell me. You have gone to where I cannot

follow, not yet. Tell me, are there grackles?
I love their iridescent black, their squat
bodies, their ill natures. Their song rankles
and cracks but they do not fear me when I
am near. Are there meadows where the streams glide?
where the moon shines on the hill, the firefly

and the ladybug? Did you have a guide
to get you there? Dante did. Yes, I know

I ask so much. Worried, I guess. We said
it would be all different, like a mellow
groove-in; that nothing can worry the dead.

Tell me, are you still waking up nervous?

Are there still wretched nights and loneliness?

ghost dreams

07 Thursday Feb 2013

Posted by babylon crashing in Illustration and art, Poetry, sonnet

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afterlife, dream, ghost, sonnet

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ghost dream 2

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ghost dream 3

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ghost dream 4

ghost dream 4

A ghost is born naked, squinting and glum.

There is no mother to catch it, nothing
to cling to with a tooth, a toe or thumb.
There are no older siblings for learning
the ways of the night. If you can hear bats
sing you can hear ghosts sigh. Few ask, what’s wrong?
ask how the day went? What paramour chats
with a ghost — tea and laughter — all nightlong?

I don’t resent this coming to an end.
Now when I sleep I hide in a wall crack
and my face is modest. I don’t resent

rebirth; finding out that ghost dreams depend
on how forgotten we’ll become; flashback
to when we thought we knew what alone meant.

ghost dream 6

ghost dream 5

ghostly needs

05 Tuesday Feb 2013

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cat, ghost, praise song, shark, sonnet

If you can please a cat then you can please
a ghost, I believe. They’re so similar.
Cats. Ghosts. Sharks. Killers that love their bellies
scratched. I’ve touched shark snout, ghost skin and cat fur.
I could lie, tell you that I understood
what was under my hand. I could, perhaps.
Cats and ghosts both seek out love: that odd, good
human talent, but once they have it lapse
into indifference. Sharks are simply
curious and like to play. But knowing
that, I know nothing. I love mystery
but I can’t explain it. I can just sing.
Of cats’ ghostly needs, the kitten-like ghost
prowling, the shark’s soul that I love the most.

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the quick and the dead

03 Sunday Feb 2013

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dead, ghost, quick

quick and dead

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deathblow

24 Thursday Jan 2013

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blow job, Catalina de los Ríos y Lisperguer, Chile, colonial era, deathblow, ghost, La Quintrala, sadism, sonnet

There are some ghosts you should never love. Not

that they want your love or that you interest
them, not you; in life they loved their gunshot,
stabbings, those odd marks we find, sinister
proof of some alien design. In life

peasants would cross themselves when they saw her.

They called her La Quintrala: butcher-wife
of old Chile. Even death could not slow
her down. I slept with her once, big mistake.

She was still calling a blowjob, “deathblow,”
and it was. She said, “I’ll make your heart break,”

and she did. “I only fuck you because
you are damned, like me,”
she said, and I was.

as a child the one ghost

16 Wednesday Jan 2013

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childhood, cum, fellatio, ghost, school, sonnet, virgin orgasm

Do not believe this tale until the school
bell rings. They said that I played with myself
in a corner of the yard. Boys were cruel
and girls flew away. Even the blind elf,
always drunk, smelling like a tanned horse hide,
was deaf to me. As a child the one ghost
who stayed was a motherly suicide
with a taste for innocence. Who would boast
that it was virgin cum which kept her in
limbo. But she lied. There is no limbo;
only us. I was her pretty plaything.
She would suckle on me, suck my foreskin
down her throat. And just before my deathblow
orgasm in the yard … the bell would ring.

after the chemo we return to our village

15 Tuesday Jan 2013

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Balumba, cancer, chemotherapy, drowning, Gabon, ghost, sonnet, West Africa

Balumba stole my lover’s breath. She died
and all of Mayumba suffered with me.
The next day, down by the ocean, I spied
the ghost of my love as she passed. Fairy
lights were in her hair, her left breast had grown
back and her splendid ass shook as she walked.
Balumba had painted an ash skull-bone
on my lover’s face and prated and squawked
in the mist of my dead Osa’s unbound
hair. I do not like blue-faced Balumba,
even if she is a woman who drowned
under the long shadows of the casbah.
Osa just smiles. Death was not the nightmare
she thought. Neither was our secret affair.

    Notes

Bongolo Hospital of Libreville is the only cancer treatment center in all of Gabon, Africa. The distance from Libreville to my coastal village of Mayumba is 276 miles. Mayumba is known for its long sandy beach where leatherback turtles nest.

Balumba (whose name means Ghost Face) is a Gabonese haunt from the same region.

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ghostly love is all about ectoplasmic cum

18 Tuesday Dec 2012

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cum, dead lover, ectoplasm, ghost, homoerotic, orgasm

when your lover is dead it is all ectoplasmic cum

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desirous appetites

13 Thursday Dec 2012

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conquering worm, ghost, sorrow

desirous appetites [1]

desirous appetites [1]

desirous appetites [2]

desirous appetites [2]

I.
The moon
smiled
on me
last night
as I lay
beneath
the stars hot
and flushed
in the grave
yard winking
as if
to tell me
of more delights
in the time
to come if
I could only
understand.
If I could
only hear
what
they want
to tell me.

II.
Deep down
under
the tombs
the conquering
worms writhe
and twist
with their
desirous
appetites,
hungry for what
remains
of flesh,
now deflated,
long shriveled,
spent. Cocks
and the dead
have much
in common.
Both strut
and fret
and when over
are heard
no more.

III.
Last night
I slept
in the grass
and felt it
tickle
the soft flesh
of my naked
thighs
and dreamed
you were
more than just
a ghost and
I was more
than just
in love
with your
lost,
dead
eyes.

a drowning child

17 Wednesday Oct 2012

Posted by babylon crashing in Erotic, Poetry, Translation

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a drowning child, ghost, hot springs, Spanish, translation

Todo lo que estoy

diciendo. Un ahogamiento

niño. Algas.

Mis piernas.

Arrastrando

tu muchacho

debajo. Me encanta

el pánico

en tus ojos.

Mírame

desaparecer.

(All I’m saying. A drowning child. Sea weed. My legs. Dragging your boy underneath. I love the panic in your eyes. Watch me disappear)

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