FUCK LOVE POEMS

I know nothing about LOVE, but felt inspired to write about the little that I've learned so far, so enjoy reading my deeply personal musings, which I tried to make relatable to more than just myself.

And make sure you listen to the Luvstep mixes at luvstep.com by Dirty South Joe & Flufftronix. I've been obsessed with Luvstep 2 since it came out this past V-day. They'll get you in the mood to fall in love, fuck, or just say, "FUCK YOU LOVE!" 

1- 

For so long I was just one.

You were a broken wish, my unrequited bond.

24 years too young.  

2-

I waited for you, through ages and phases,

knowing you would never come,

My impatient countdown had begun.

3- 

A black, bottomless hunger grew,

I swallowed myself up wanting you.  

24 years brand new. 

4-

Chasing the far-off, fluorescent high,

To manifest my westward destiny, do or die.

24 years of waiting left behind.

5-

What distant vision glows behind your eyes?

A horizon line of deep thoughts and shallow words,

Searching for my truth, yet to be heard. 

24 years purged. 

6-

Passing the time from 'me' to 'we,'

For so long, so long, so long...

Now all I can do is love you like a song,

24 years are gone. 

PLATEAUING
2.1.11

It's a springlike, February morning in East Oakland,

And I'm tangled in electrical cords,

trapped in a bed littered with blunt ash, crumbs,

and a left tibial plateau fracture.

In 11 days I'll be born, 25 years ago...

Finally maimed after a quarter century of luck.

Proudly, I think, "Not bad for a chickenshit novice."

My handsome brown orthopedic surgeon handles me gently.
"It's actually a decompression of the bone. Very unusual."

A tear-soaked squeak asks, "What does that mean, doctor?" 

Dark eyebrows elevated, he explains, "It's very unusual."

With a black V-shaped scribble as the fracture,
he sketches a diagram of the surgery,

marking me, nearly devirginized, dented not broken.

Cut, plate, screw and sew me up good, doctor.

I trust you... 
You'll fix everything that hurts…

My fingers and toes awaken numb in bed.

With a stretch and squeeze I crack away their stiffness. 

They search for heat and find it in a t-shirt.


"Baby, you're freezing" he mumbles to the wall.

I can't ask why he won't fuck me.

Instead, with a kiss to the neck I tell him,
"I'm always freezing."