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Friday, August 29, 2008

Jelly Jelly

I'm a Jellyfish
and like my name suggests
I am made of Jelly.
Not grape jelly mind you
I have some class.
I come in a variety
of delectable flavors
Raspberry for instance
Pineapple as well.
So please
If you see me wash up on shore
feel free
to spread me on your breakfast toast
or pair me with Peanut Butter
in your 8 year old's sandwich.
And a secret for you
Just for you
for in the water I sting
but on land
if used just right
I make an impeccable
for your meats
and your treats
and maybe even your feets
If you're into that kind of thing.


Build a web

I'm a lot like a spider
'cept I don't make webs
or eat bugs
not on purpose anyway.
I do have hairy legs,
but I only have 2
well... maybe 3.
I could be poisonous
and I do bite,
but I only have 2 eyes
I've never been called 4 eyes
maybe bright eyes,
but I wear sunglasses a lot.
I'm sometimes sneaky,
but nobody ever hit me with the paper,
or tried to step on me.
But I do
try my damndest,
to devour my lovers completely
and wholeheartedly
attempting to feel every ounce of them
as we spin a web of a different kind.
But only lady black widows do that,
and I ain't no chick.


The Flies

I sleep with the flies
like a corpse
Death shrouded in the scent
that attracts life.
They wait patiently
for when I bleed to death
they will use my gift
to sustain their hunger.
To them it'll be just a snack
but I bet I'll taste good
filling like a whole meal.
A bloody steak
and a bottle of Dutch Gin.


Thoughts before bed

So sleepy
problem is
if my soul drifts down
into that unfathomable state
what happens to Ben?
Will I wake up?
My last breath
may be this very night.
I'll pray just in case
cause hell is hot,
or I'll meditate
so I can reincarnate
into a butterfly
or a god.
Maybe I'll write a will
leave all my stuff
to that last girl I slept with
or empty my bowels
so they won't find my carcass
covered in shit.
I should wear something nice
look artistic
maybe pose in a praying position
face to the sky
with a tear on my left cheek.
Actors can do that kind of thing.
No I'll just sleep
like a normal man,
but I'll keep a stick on me
just in case I do die
to beat the devil off my heels
cause that dog'll definitely
come barkin'.


What this is.

Poetry mostly. If I'm to be honest with you, I'm using this almost purely as personal record for my own progress, or to be able to look back and see what I was feeling and writing with out having to sift through notebooks full of other content. I do, however, hope that whoever finds themselves reading this enjoys it. It's all very simple, I'm not a very complex writer or thinker (at least not in my opinion), but if this can allow me to connect with others on an honest and artistic level, then I'm all for it being public.