There are no rules for the presentation of sugar.
Sweet, altering agents are not important
since you’re somewhere else.
What’s important now are things left to their own flavor.
Like your milky mouth and briney groin,
and the smell of your back before i ruined you.
Like me with you, though you only notice the lack of sweetness.
I detest the flavor of sweetened things now,
since you so loved to over sweeten everything,
making candy of your corn flakes and lies of every cup of coffee.
I do, however, love the sweet flavor of your mouth.
But only because the sweetness is yours.
I hate the vapid nature of words that leave your mouth now
because I know their saccharin nature.
Bring me a cup of black, spiteful letters
so that I may arrange them into words you used to speak.
Bring me something parching and dense and salty.
Bring back to me the words which peel the clothes from my body when spoken by you,
so that I may do more than live resentfully in your
sugar-frosted singular cell of a larger,
more bitter beehive memory.
Bring me something foul and fat
and i will fill you with sweet rich fluid.
3 comments:
i love "bitter beehive memory".. but why bitter? it's a beehive... i don't love "lies of every cup of coffee" although I like what you're saying. I don't love "saccharin"... i love "milky mouth and briney groin" overall i love it.
The beehive itself is sweet, but when set against the over-sweetened nature of the single cell that the author remembers, it seems bitter and lovely. The writer also implies a lot about natural flavor and its complexities... a bitter beehive memory has a natural flavor, and everything else just seems, well, saccharin. ;) Probably an over-used comparison, though. I agree that "lies of..." is a little melodramatic. Maybe one day I'll do a reading and you can come and listen to the way I like to read it. It may make more sense in the right tone. Plus, I love coffee and detest the sweetening of it... so its personal, dammit. Thanks for posting, and thanks for your feedback... and do I know you?
This is very good. One day, when you DO do a reading, and you will, I must hear this aloud. When will you start writing in Spanish? You've been here for what, like 2 months? Me gusta mucho.
I love the play between sweetness and over-sweetness. There's different kinds of sweetness, both in flavor and in manner, and I think you've captured them here. Who is the subject? If I know you like I think I do, there isn't one. You're just not a psycho as you wish you were.
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