Submissions by case28 (Alexander Case)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm not the antichrist and I'm sure as fuck not the virgin Mary but somewhere between ulna and radius you'll feel every single word when I drive in the nails
The beating of two hearts in an elevator [on the axis of heaven and hell]
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Premature Obituary
A good man died
not a honourable man
never the best man, I was
just a man they never knew
a tranquil child with dirty eyes
years content in my mother’s arms
until the lovers I held she mistook
she died broken hearted, exalted
and united in the being of her three
I was the young man she never knew
a youth I’ve forgotten and buried
as friendships waned like sinking ships
their drunken tales clutch to legends
of my shameful past, lost friends
summoned to bear the load of regret
of an old friend they no longer knew...
not a honourable man
never the best man, I was
just a man they never knew
a tranquil child with dirty eyes
years content in my mother’s arms
until the lovers I held she mistook
she died broken hearted, exalted
and united in the being of her three
I was the young man she never knew
a youth I’ve forgotten and buried
as friendships waned like sinking ships
their drunken tales clutch to legends
of my shameful past, lost friends
summoned to bear the load of regret
of an old friend they no longer knew...
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Like A DOG
She is vengeance from remission
infecting me with her words
coursing through vessels
and convulsing nerves
polluting my mind
with her disease
she is intoxicating
anxious breath
drawn behind closed doors
rattling my demeanour
kissing the dragon
of my obsession
she disconnects me
severing my cord
discarding promises
like broken matchsticks
again I succumb to the haunting
unravelling spoils from her gift
powerless to the pendulum
I swing from every offering
and fuck...
infecting me with her words
coursing through vessels
and convulsing nerves
polluting my mind
with her disease
she is intoxicating
anxious breath
drawn behind closed doors
rattling my demeanour
kissing the dragon
of my obsession
she disconnects me
severing my cord
discarding promises
like broken matchsticks
again I succumb to the haunting
unravelling spoils from her gift
powerless to the pendulum
I swing from every offering
and fuck...
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Fire My Arrow >
She replies
sitting in her chair
licking my rousing words
begging me to draw her bow
fingers find the stringline of her spine
glancing her hair with the back of my palm
pressing my lips on the side of her neck
tracing bloodlines with my tongue
a playful nip and I feel her shudder
clamping thighs, chest flares with purring breath
the plunging neckline of her dress like a noose
to hang my gaze
helpless hands lured into her splendid snare
stroke back and forth over soft...
sitting in her chair
licking my rousing words
begging me to draw her bow
fingers find the stringline of her spine
glancing her hair with the back of my palm
pressing my lips on the side of her neck
tracing bloodlines with my tongue
a playful nip and I feel her shudder
clamping thighs, chest flares with purring breath
the plunging neckline of her dress like a noose
to hang my gaze
helpless hands lured into her splendid snare
stroke back and forth over soft...
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Bad Lieutenant
It was a hunch, my numbers were stacking up
I hadn’t solved a case since I was last sober
and the suspects I hunted down wound up dead
before I could give them their last rights.
I was told my soul was lost in a poker game
and once I was DOA from a drive-by the deal was done.
Bullet holes wept with sour mash whiskey
sealed with burns from a Lucky Strike kiss.
Equipped with Murumasa pump-action shotgun, I am
his slave and renegade enforcer torn from the underbelly.
I am the walking dead-cop in a covenant of light
and...
I hadn’t solved a case since I was last sober
and the suspects I hunted down wound up dead
before I could give them their last rights.
I was told my soul was lost in a poker game
and once I was DOA from a drive-by the deal was done.
Bullet holes wept with sour mash whiskey
sealed with burns from a Lucky Strike kiss.
Equipped with Murumasa pump-action shotgun, I am
his slave and renegade enforcer torn from the underbelly.
I am the walking dead-cop in a covenant of light
and...
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Love-Line
Last night
at a restaurant in Riga
we both grapple with the design of time
and the breaking of fragile lines
to escape and find true love again.
It was 1944 when she found me
by the gate near the icy brook
wounded and scared, too stubborn to die
too young to be her enemy
old enough to know true love.
Fugitives embraced
fleeing the madness of war
crossing the perilous border
of unspoken love.
In the unforgiving cover of night
we had fallen, like an avalanche
our love smothered and frozen in time
buried in white...
at a restaurant in Riga
we both grapple with the design of time
and the breaking of fragile lines
to escape and find true love again.
It was 1944 when she found me
by the gate near the icy brook
wounded and scared, too stubborn to die
too young to be her enemy
old enough to know true love.
Fugitives embraced
fleeing the madness of war
crossing the perilous border
of unspoken love.
In the unforgiving cover of night
we had fallen, like an avalanche
our love smothered and frozen in time
buried in white...
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D
There was utter silence
the minute she rolled in
on such a chilling night...
it was love at first sight.
In a room of cold stares
I was her lonely flame,
her heat to melt her sleet.
My light caught her gaze
and not one word was spoken
we just stared into each other
and I saw through her lies.
When we touched,
I made that incision
reaching deep inside,
I discovered the secrets
of my mute lover.
But it was...
the minute she rolled in
on such a chilling night...
it was love at first sight.
In a room of cold stares
I was her lonely flame,
her heat to melt her sleet.
My light caught her gaze
and not one word was spoken
we just stared into each other
and I saw through her lies.
When we touched,
I made that incision
reaching deep inside,
I discovered the secrets
of my mute lover.
But it was...
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Perfect Loveless
Porcelain lady, sharp divine beauty
with cold feet for walking over me.
Fading pilot light,
fingers pointed at self-regarding plane.
Touching mine, kissing yours,
every effort inflicting solace
secretes into my distaste.
Your vital touch
snakes silent spells
breaking my will
to linger
in my perfect loveless.
And when you’re forced to kiss my beard
in our feeble re-enactment of passion,
does the trimmed hairs around my lips
spike loving thoughts,
like a sly drug ...
with cold feet for walking over me.
Fading pilot light,
fingers pointed at self-regarding plane.
Touching mine, kissing yours,
every effort inflicting solace
secretes into my distaste.
Your vital touch
snakes silent spells
breaking my will
to linger
in my perfect loveless.
And when you’re forced to kiss my beard
in our feeble re-enactment of passion,
does the trimmed hairs around my lips
spike loving thoughts,
like a sly drug ...
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This Is Not A Conspiracy
In the cornfields two men in suits
are digging a hole…
Well, only one man is digging
the other, standing next to the dead rat
is just observing
because he doesn’t want to get his hands dirty.
Let’s assume he’s a diplomat from the
USA.
As the man digging the hole
is shovelling the sandy loam
his wallet falls out of his shirt pocket
along with his badge
that says
CIA.
The exact dimensions of the hole are irrelevant
but if we were to discuss
the size of the hole
in volume
it would be big enough for a small...
are digging a hole…
Well, only one man is digging
the other, standing next to the dead rat
is just observing
because he doesn’t want to get his hands dirty.
Let’s assume he’s a diplomat from the
USA.
As the man digging the hole
is shovelling the sandy loam
his wallet falls out of his shirt pocket
along with his badge
that says
CIA.
The exact dimensions of the hole are irrelevant
but if we were to discuss
the size of the hole
in volume
it would be big enough for a small...
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Raw
I like it raw
high gloss overrun
with her saliva.
There’ll be nothing
lingering between us
except for a film of her lush
viscous
Gewurz-tram-in-er.
I observe
from beneath her flesh
poised
perfectly pointed jaw
mute gasp as she
slips
it
in
her mouth.
Delectable Sashimi slam-mer
tantalising Nori-ng headlock.
Whores d‘oeuvre Carpaccio
cures my bitter-salt vein.
Punching the raw carcass
breaking my bones
healing her butcher
with...
high gloss overrun
with her saliva.
There’ll be nothing
lingering between us
except for a film of her lush
viscous
Gewurz-tram-in-er.
I observe
from beneath her flesh
poised
perfectly pointed jaw
mute gasp as she
slips
it
in
her mouth.
Delectable Sashimi slam-mer
tantalising Nori-ng headlock.
Whores d‘oeuvre Carpaccio
cures my bitter-salt vein.
Punching the raw carcass
breaking my bones
healing her butcher
with...
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