Emily Present

 

Sacrament

a dirty wilted rose petal appeared at my window sill
and a Picasso moon i stole from you
something told me i had orange peels
stuck on my eyes
like a sacrament gone dry 

why is everyone in such a rush to produce?
i just wanna let things marinate for a while
years would be nice

we’re going to live forever anyway
in a purple spaceship with flowers in our teeth
smiling under a sad parade
feeling nothing, everything, something
all at once
ricocheting leaves
and drinking seltzer under trees

Aristocratic Limbs & Moving Images on the iPhone Screen
 

i am holding a lily pad flavored ice-cream in my lap
a paleness in the fire
a  murmur to my heart
my Aristocratic limbs are trying to get stronger but my breath
becomes a lavender grey as i sweat
i turn into  a voluptuous cyborg
raging forward
and falling backwards

everyone is posting pictures of the last rainbow they saw
while i scratch surfaces off my skin

there are arteries of cool here
enzymes of destruction
as a try to forget while i pee
that this beauty is a destination
on a dry sanded path

symmetrical limbs and long torsos
bronze gazelles of a cool kind of parade
mock forward
my body is giving out
it is nearing its tenure
all i want is a long steady flesh
fervent and fierce
the lady with the white shiny teeth 

i suck a milk dud and think about her nose
as i am surrounded by trash and lime soda

it is hard to leave bed when your standards don't compete
with stylized moving images
from AM workouts 

my chrome heart spliced, 
please suck expensive oysters in to me

but i am not a silicon valley baby boomer billionaire taking pills to
make my life last longer

i just want a half eaten peach to symbolize my life
my mythology if i had one
but I'm allergic
to peaches, 
and to lives
other than mine