July 14, 2004
count-the-bones knees,
cartilaginous hands, razor wire nails
craggy hips, river bottom ribs, round athletic asses and tits that fit...
it's for them I buy
wine by the case
golden vintage or sparkling, rivers of red with tooth-coating muck
tight natural corks
arty labels
stem ware I can shatter without regret...and will
stem ware cradled in the womby palms of skinny females
who hang with me because
I am a carnivore with a fang
and like me like meat, red meat,
raw meat, bloody meat, pink meat, meat, meat, meat, blood and meat and me.