what happens when
  you feel like you're not quite
  a lover or a fighter?

other people become billiards, I guess,
to be repositioned and buried
giving compliments like "you're worth the trouble"


 a bedside table bravado,
                                             fucklust and good will
 the blue and heavy lips
                                             and thin kissy limbs will come
 coincidentally, but they are enormously,

 and what's worse


is that you'll have to settle for having sex with my ego
if you can't remember how to spell my name right...I don't think

that I am disintegrating
you can still reach me
I'm just a little further under the brine than all the
other, more obvious noodles

December, 2013