jezebel

show don’t tell. met jezebel in hell. gave her a big kiss on the lips. she tasted like flat cherry coke with a hint of cinnamon. wide awake but are you woke? we were fragile so we broke. she met jezebel in hell. they swapped spit and tasted smells. synesthesia. amnesia. the scent of her skin tastes like peppermint. you forget. hell bent. too bent to get broken. dropping in on a skateboard. backing in to a parking spot in a four door. jezebel rings the bell. a closed door. key is under the flower pot. please, somebody, unlock the chains wrapped around our bodies. our bodies. waiting in screaming hotel lobbies. riding shotgun on a trip to the surface of the sun. burnt to a crisp. wings melted. icarus. pegasus. a winged horse. forlorn yet staying the course. tiny violins playing every time they cry. playing a game that is already in double overtime. will it ever be over? will it ever end? who will win? baskets, balls, rims, fields, goals. walking across hot coals as hot knives slice spines riddled with scoliosis. jezebel give us a kiss. excuse me, miss? you forgot this. a little blue corset, a little red corvette, a black bonnet, a psalm, a song, a sonnet. a wish, a dream. baileys irish cream and coffee. halley’s comet is coming soon to a theatre near you. popcorn, chocolate covered raisins, ripped tickets, screens full of sex and violence. the tiny violins are sobbing. never met a bank not worth robbing. never met a woman more inviting. you are intoxicating. drunk driving a five gear bike on a long journey through an infinite night that sometimes gets bright. time doesn’t exist. jezebel smells of insect incest and nag champa incense. incensed, angry, livid. this episode of life is vivid. pass the chocolate covered raisins. pass the blunt. so honest that frankly it comes across blunt. fourth down punt. baseball player world series bunt for a home run. children run towards home after the school bell rings and class lets out. jezebel don’t pout. what is this about? nostalgia. memories are all made in china. whisper turned shout. lager, ale, stout. mountains, cactus fruit, lizards, bushes. gunshots from beirut. the opposite of the truth isn’t always lies. jezebel sighs. the rock faces of mount rushmore cry. show don’t tell. show and tell. a show on television. surround sound. technicolor. high definition. brother, sister, mother. had a vision. now on a mission. missionaries, rosaries, strawberries, chickpeas, mixed greens, salad dressing. dressing up to spend the night in. just because it came out doesn’t mean it was ever in. nearing the end of the sentence with periods of time like 25 to life. laws are irrelevant and crimes are construct. construction noises cause a cacophony. authentic. real. phony. phone rings; a voice speaks; bad news…are you sitting down? if not, take a seat. tragedy. the revolution will not be televised but it will be available for streaming or broadcast live on a podcast or online. faith. pacing the six by eight cell waiting for the guard to come back around. this existence is a prison. lethal injection or electric chair, which is your preference? which would you prefer? to be clear: everybody is unsure and underinsured. to be honest: the cure for cancer is death. for your information: stealing hearts is more than petty theft.