June 11, 2025 Poetry

Untitled & Untitled 02

Untitled & Untitled 02
Untitled 

Briny martini’s
are just too grown
up for me.
I need to have something sweet after.
Can I lick your molars? / You spit in my mouth?
Lands as sarcastic, self pity
Lands like you’re a cuck.
Think: hyper enjammed (totally a word) / getting broken.

Fax me,
And I’ll fax you back.
Bzzt-beep-bzzt-beep,
beep-bop-bop-bzzzt,
whirrr, bzzzt ! 




Untitled 02

Incoming fax !
on my imaginary fax
machine
says something like:
I miss you
I say something back,
something something
precious,
or,
something something
cute.
Fax won’t go through
though.
It reads:
none of this
is actually
real.
Incidentally,
none
of this
was real.