two american poems/ pd lyons poetry project


Women Buying Guns In America

Smash the fuckin’ TV walk barefoot in the snow

Pierce ourselves with steel

Chew tequila worms ‘til the hand of god wipes our mouths

Piss wherever, say whatever fuck whoever

Fearless with the night of any street of any place

And no Thelma and Louise

We don’t die

Don’t even get caught

We hide

Disguised as geriatric cunts

Happy enough to sleep now

Two ends of the same rope coiling

Richly deserved pools of never never land

Surrender only to each other

 Our Peter Pan tongues.

 

 

 

 


 

American Outlaw

Always somebody just like you

Somewhere else

In photos

They even look the same

In their past your lovers

Have met and fucked them

In the dark they dreamt

Of things you used to pray for


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