Three Poems
Benjamin Drevlow
Oh. No. I prefer fat men and fingernail clippers.
Oh. No. I prefer fat men and fingernail clippers.
i grew tired of bukowski's penis / even deer looked plastic
I can’t read in Farsi but I taught him how to say kiss, my flower, small, my heart and now the florists know
Fought so hard to be this self— this man in front of you. I’m free to wear pink and piss in the urinal.
Because I am toxic and codependent
Because I am not good for Bruce.
The best thing for the future of a word like consent is to just stop talking about all of it.
Video surveillance is for your safety
I lost my thought and now I can't do anything but listen
Writing is only anything if you can sublimate or depreciate the original thing into a
now Icarus has gone swimming and I see him in the Sun
may the little coffee cup
be blown over
a cheap china pattern
blue bulbs
blooms on white
a single cereal bowl
from this set disperses
and appears
in apartment cabinets
all over
Love is like a museum. You have to look around, experience things, and then leave.
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