i should have licked the venom (unfinished)

I should have licked the venom from the ink on the paper
and felt the spittle and the sweat in the words
tasted the acrid bitter grounds in the dark oil
breathed the fermented methane decay
you siphoned from the well,

I should have tasted the last fire from your tongue
heard the final hisses and caught the spray of spit;
even hatred is obliged these considerations,

but you raised a cheap Bic
and lit the pages with nitro
and stood back far away
as far from the blast as you could

c. 2001, 2008 Evan Gilling

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: