They don't just stand in doorways
Although lurking is their mode of choice
Where it comes to crimes of
the heart
Their glittering eyes speak volumes
Their elaborate boudoir languors
change perception and
Charge reality with
A fuck-fusion of forms
A tension insurmountable
A vast need for release
but into what vessel?
In his book Specimen Days,
Walt Whitman talks about
Fucking the earth
He would wrestle saplings beside
streams while
Declaiming his carnal verse to the
clouds and grass and animals
Dirty women are my bane and my ecstasy
I loved you and miss you
I loved you and miss you
I loved you and miss you
Miss you miss you miss you.
Alex S. Johnson has been called "the Baudelaire of our time; the poet of the underground" by no less than John Shirley, Bram Stoker Award-winning author, songwriter for BLUE OYSTER CULT and principal screenwriter of THE CROW (1994). Shirley also contributed the original story "Lonely is the Word" to Johnson's forthcoming charity anthology for Children of the Night, Inc., HAND OF DOOM: A LITERARY TRIBUTE TO BLACK SABBATH, which also features such dark fiction heavyweights as Anna Taborska, John Palisano, Gemma Files and Christi Nogle. Johnson is the author of numerous books including SKULL VINYL: POEMS 2012-2017, acquired for its cultural significance by the Widener Library at Harvard University. Johnson runs Nocturnicorn Books with Alea Celeste Williams and lives in Carmichael, California with his family.
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