Poem A Day/ April 19th, 2012 – Ryan W. Bradley

THE GLITTER, THE SWEAT/ RYAN W. BRADLEY

no one gives a shit
what I want,
even when all I want
is to eat glitter
and pretend
it’s the sweat
off your chest
when you arch back
doing your best
Iggy Pop
and I turn up
the dimmer
so I can see
your pale skin
and pretend
no one ever stopped
calling us punks
or kids or young.
even now
this is all I want,
another erection
because of the way
it drains the noise
from my mind.

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