a poem by Mat Gould (1 of 2)

take it all in

a catalyst
a martyr
who cares about being either
we try to mold them
into
one and the same
a bomb to blame the ignorance on
you doan have to go far and away
but
if you are already there
enjoy the stay
and
if you will
bring me a t-shirt
printed with
the palms of the bay
as
the lamp of day
burns
your lover's bare ass
spread out
on
the shore
with a million salted bones
in
the smoldering sand

© by Mat Gould
 
Gutter Eloquence Magazine ~ Issue #10 ~ July 2010    next poem