Status Updates From Disposable Darlings

Moving In

There are
four chambers
to the human heart.
You have
moved into
each one
of mine.

I hope you relax,
stay awhile,
get comfortable,
feel free to leave a toothbrush,
some clothes,
your favorite books
anything you like.
No need to clear anything out,
there is plenty of space.

This place hasn't
been lived in
for years

It is my first time
back in a bar
since the world shut down.
Over 394 days,
I haven't missed this many
happy hours and last calls
since I was 15.

I prefer to reserve my sympathy
for the devil
because the devil
maintains standards,
and never deals in mediocrity

Edges

In bed
there are no barriers
only flesh.
I press my face
in between
the blades of your shoulders
and the points
of your edged hip bones.

I've never been afraid
of sharp things.

Saints of the Neons

It matters not
what bar, any bar,
any town, anywhere.
It is where us serious drinkers
talk shit
and gossip,
backslap
and bullshit
yet
hold one another tight
when the time
is necessary.
And if two weekends pass
we wonder
where you’ve been.

I am proofreading
her book of poems
which will be published
this year
and smiling at all the idiot men
who will read it
while seriously believing
that the poems
in the book
are all about them

But I know
who they are really about—
at least that's what
I tell myself