Cut me, and I bleed Dior.
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Cut me, and I bleed Dior.
think of how alcoholics
are honest all the time.
we need a little bit of dishonesty.
so when you’re asking me
what is honest work, for work
that is authentic, unusual,
original, i ask if you want to know
my origins, or would you rather
have fairy tales, knife fights,
blazes of emotion and volcanoes
of old boyfriends, riptides
of love and all her zany creatures,
a forest of features to get lost in,
a pool of images
for reflecting and diving?
do you want to see the map
or the road you’re driving?
Lord and Saviour
Dear Jesus,
tell me if the cops are coming.
Use the code word.
Guide me tonight, Jesus,
to the loosest car door handles,
to the untagged merchandise.
Steady my hand
during my five-finger discount,
let not the alarm bells peal.
Reveal all the security cameras
to me, Jesus, and after that,
their precious blind spots.
Smoke pot with me, tell tales
of your grotto days
with Maggie, how you miss
the smell of the ointments
and her small, sure hands.
Form a band with me, Jesus,
we’ll just get drunk and jam,
change our name every week.
The Apostles. The Loaves
and Fishes. Heaven’s Bitches.
Our friendship bracelets ask
what you would do.
We both know, boo. We have
a personal relationship.
committed
apologies to elizabeth gilbert
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marriage and pink wigs.
marriage and lost in translation.
marriage and the aloe vera plant slowly dies on the night stand.
marriage and half-eaten strawberries.
marriage and handfuls of cherries.
marriage and not being able to live without avocados.
marriage and being able to survive on ramen.
marriage and duck confit.
marriage and blurred lines.
marriage and reading the menu.
marriage and screaming at the TV.
marriage and look up.
marriage and look way, way up.
marriage and you enter the forest.
marriage and cheat codes.
marriage and screen names.
marriage and discounts on high-quality electronics.
marriage and soft cheeses.
marriage and raw fish.
marriage and blue balls.
marriage and periods.
marriage and the sunset filtered through the trees in the forest.
marriage and stress.
marriage and you play with me.
marriage and you play with fire.
marriage and a coursing river.
marriage and you are only near the edge of the forest.
marriage and you go deeper and you will never know exactly how deep.
marriage and you are getting sleepy, very sleepy.
marriage and that’s not a real word.
marriage and i know you are, but what am i?
marriage and i’m rubber.
marriage and you’re glue.
marriage and sexting.
marriage and rug burns.
marriage and burning rubber.
marriage and rubbing one out.
marriage and a baby in a baby carriage.
marriage and you happen upon a cave.
marriage and the deep hurt sleeps there.
marriage and a lantern.
marriage and flint.
marriage and a match.
marriage and the breath of the monster on the back of your neck.
marriage and the wild animal.
marriage and drug use with your partner can be a romantic activity.
marriage and a hand in the dark.
marriage and a soft whisper.
marriage and the flint is struck.
marriage and just as your lantern extinguishes.
marriage and i will lead you out of here.
marriage and my darling.
marriage and my dear.
proud to announce homegirls baldhip magazine have decided to publish my poem looking at boys on the internet in their inaugural issue! thanks dudes! go independent magazines
if i were dating you i’d always text back within the minute. if i were dating you i’d tell you how beautiful you looked every time i saw you, the minute i saw you. if i were dating you i’d kiss you goodbye, hello, good morning, and just cuz, and i’d text you x’s during the day. if i were dating you i’d ask you questions i really want to know the answers to and look deeply into your eyes when you told me them. if i were dating you we’d binge watch tv naked and order in and i’d just stare at you. if i were dating you i'd take you interesting places and suggest cool dates even if you were too busy to go. if i were dating you i'd take time out of my day to see you, even if it could only be for a little bit. if i were dating you i'd transfer as many times as it took on the subway to see you. if i were dating you i'd let you sleep over. if i were dating you it could be always my place or always yours, whatever you prefer. if i were dating you i'd compare you to works of art. if i were dating you i'd treat you like you were made of glass. if i were dating you i'd go down on you every time. if i were dating you i would make you beg me to stop. if i were dating you i would never come empty-handed. if i were dating you i'd get you drunk. if i were dating you i'd kiss you and pull my hand away from your crotch until the last second. if i were dating you i'd put my hands deep inside whatever you wanted. if i were dating you i'd feed you. i were dating you i wouldn't be scared to tell you i loved you. if i were dating you i'd write you letters. if i were dating you i'd be ok with you breaking my heart, if i were dating i would let you push me away. if i were dating you i'd bake. if i were dating you i'd use your drugs. if i were dating you i'd bring you strawberries. if i were dating you i'd stain your sheets. if i were dating you i would try so hard not to be afraid. if i were dating you i would admit every single thing that makes me disgusting. if i were dating you i'd try to go for the low-fat, low-sodium option. if i were dating you i would not hide my body. if i were dating you i'd call you my boyfriend right away and tell everybody. if i were dating you i'd laugh so hard at everything you said. if i were dating you i would touch you every chance i got. if i were dating you i'd buy you cacti. if i were dating you i'd buy you beer. if i were dating you i'd play tricks on you. if i were dating you the light would play tricks with the eyes. if i were dating you road would turn into water, water to sky. if i were dating you i would lock myself in the gas station bathroom to think. if i were dating you i would write poems about you. if i were dating you i'd share them with you. every single one. if i were dating you i'd feed your cat. if i were dating you i'd stay in your apartment while you weren't there. if i were dating you i'd cum in your bed. if i were dating you i'd stroke your face with my knuckles. if i were dating you i would tell absolutely everyone i know that i was dating you. if i were dating you i'd be proud. if i were dating you i'd wear flowered dresses. if i were dating you i'd pretend to like children. if i were dating you i'd burn your cigarettes. if i were dating you i'd smell you. if i were dating you i'd tweet about you. if i were dating you i'd locate rapture. if i were dating you i'd pick up your habits. if i were dating you we'd share diseases. if i were dating you i would tell you things like this all the time. if i were dating you i'd think about you. if i were dating you i'd wear sexy underwear. if i were dating you i'd smile to myself. if i were dating you i'd be nicer. if i were dating you i would hover.
i think i have issues
i'm hungover but i just drank four beer and dropped this bomb in somebody's ask
if i were dating you i'd always text back within the minute. if i were dating you i'd tell you how beautiful you looked every time i saw you, the minute i saw you. if i were dating you, i'd kiss you goodbye, hello, good morning, and just cuz, and i'd text you x's during the day. if i were dating you i'd ask you questions i really want to know the answers to and look deeply into your eyes when you told me them. if i were dating you we'd binge watch tv naked and order in and i'd just stare at you.
I want to lie in your bed Long enough to inherit it.