Sunday, March 05, 2006

Schmutzige Liebe (German for Englishmen)

Pull me into your web, with spidery hands
Make me crawl, serpentine and played out
Each vein of my weathered hands
A roadmap to lust

Bruised and swollen eyes recount
Hotels and motels
Sheets still crusted stale passion
Broken mirrors, broken bones

Gums bleeding, chomping at the bit
Make me choke it down
Make me keep it down
Make me hiss and bite

Fingers sticky with blood
From reaching in my wallet, or in my pants?

5 Comments:

Blogger helloitsme said...

this is creepy as hell and brings to mind images of a creepy amsterdam motel with bad lighting and peeling wallpaper and bugs.

i really like the way the second stanza worked. the way it sounded was very sastisfying the read/say. i dont know if that makes sense but it is how i felt reading it.

i feel like i need to go take a shower now....

11:07 PM  
Blogger The Duke said...

This was cryptic, to me anyway - but I am bad with symbolism, but very interesting.

It gives me a sense of flith and travel, or maybe the travels filth and the dirtiness that you feel when you are forighn somewhere.

I also find the (under)current of violence, sex and predermination interesting.

11:59 PM  
Blogger Ultra Toast Mosha God said...

Yeah.

I'll go with the above.

It is pretty grubby, no doubt as intended.

7:38 AM  
Blogger Information Sniper said...

I originally wanted to say who I wrote this about and why I wrote it, but I think it would be more prudent not too.

Thanks for the comments; there are a few not-so-sly Chuck Palahniuk moments thrown in for good measure, but I want to do something similair to this in Haiku form - I've been working on some Haiku style stuff lately. Maybe we could have a write club Haiku-off?

11:46 AM  
Blogger helloitsme said...

ohhhh tommy boy- u have some good ideas, a haiku off!!! holla

7:21 PM  

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