Friday, July 31, 2009

all the little sounds

i've been thinking a lot
about babies

he looked
really scared when
i told him that
no i mean,
i don't want one,
i just feel obsessed
with them right now

he still looked scared
when he
took off his t-shirt
and lifted mine,
he shoved it under
making a misshapen
lump
he looked scared still
when he laid his head
on the demented looking
mound
and said to my stomach
mon bébé, ma famille
i laid back
embarrassed and satisfied
and fantasized about
crushing all the bones in
his face
and all the little sounds
they would make
snap snap snap

7 comments:

Justin Rands said...

violently pleasurable

Ryan W. Bradley said...

love it

BlogSloth said...

Yeh. I love you still and will watch a while. Keep going, please.

No doubt.

S

Eric Beeny said...

Hi, Kendra, this poem is great.

Adam J Maynard said...

good wishes

Benjamin Winkler said...

I like this a lot. Snap.

ryan manning said...

hi