February 2012
3 posts
January 2012
1 post
Urbanized Causality
the night falls with a double life grip the sun lands the trees break and topple the creatures howl the man prays to his god for his life for their sake for his sin for the cunt the fish settle a book burns blue orange red purple black the chipsets run processes faster than we can draw images of her nude and fucking in our minds glass clinks shatters drunk til noon ...
November 2011
2 posts
Holy White Light
“mistakes..” this is a place where it won’t ever hurt again stuck in a maze in a belly did we step into a place god can’t see? i waited for you but you never came through every night, in every dream the siren is seen reflecting from the sun but the sun is muted by your ghost face light is given no form throught heat freezes in midair and pierces through my...
Rotten Avocados Covered In Toothpaste
i don’t live. i don’t die. i don’t march through blood soaked fields i don’t run while the mortars rip the ground apart all around me. i snort. i drink. i smoke. i laugh. i vomit. i bleed from the mouth like an infant begging, swirling whirlpools of pavement stained crimson on the white lines driving to your house with thoughts of enjoying a smoke and...
October 2011
2 posts
When The Liver Beats Like A Heart
it was only six days ago i felt you smile
heard your fingers spell the words. saw you say, you forced me to stay in love with your memory like the soda machine at the fire station “if you walk upside down on a cloud,” she said. “you could look right over the edge and talk to god.” saw you say, move your heart to stay up there with those clouds floating high...
Wait.
chest convulses
white sheets flap up
then downward onto the pristine mattress
a bleary never-ending plain
i leave my mark with an elementary grin
i said, “did i take any drugs?”
but no.
i’m gagging
chest convulses
almost like i’m regurgitating
like i’m a giant fucking bird in a nest made of
tracers and multi-colored pipe cleaners
i feel it push up my...
The Invalidation
cycle
inside
i burn
my guts
twist and turn
drown your face away
make it real
as i fade
as i bleed
as my back bends
you grow
you’re tall
you’re strong
you point to the ground
the life of hell
forms from your fingers
one of two ways
alive and dead
awake but asleep
standing while sitting
drowning in lava
do not live on the earth
i need to die
i will live
cycle
Matt Sven Calvert
September 2010
2 posts
Waiting For Them To Chew To The Bone
constant
distraction
after
distraction
over and over and over and
fuck.
I can lean against the paintings
bottle in
hand
let my face lean in
and
slide
down
down
the very walls i stare through
the very walls i want to
tear
rip
eat
my fingernails bend backwards and crack with
smooth easiness
i dig in and...
Stalking Shapes
invading. smelling your underwear. unlocking your bedroom window.
but who?
you walk down sad and lonely streets
waiting
for some one
or some thing
a pizza parlor means nothing
until you see
a red rectangle
standing up right
peeking
around the corner
of the brick building
at
you
but you are not that sad and lonely
so you run
as any one would
but you realize
nearly everything
...