The Fourth Planet

They said my beauty

Was science-fictional.

My curves

Were clean,

Unknown by any boy-shaped man

No one had explored my

Red dust.

My craters were filled to outer rims with

You are substandard.

You are storm cloud childhood

Filled with served dinner last,

Lasting through the invasion

Accidentally.

They said my voice

Was tidal wave

On waterless moon.

I circled typhoon tongues

Mid-lick,

Stamps to postal me

Flying, unidentified,

Objectified.

I defied all common

Popularity.

I will go home tonight

Unwanted.

Tasteless like echo.

Go quietly beneath bloody nails

Soaked rugs swollen with

I’m sorry.

They said my beauty

Was science-fictional.

Set phasers to hush, baby,

the humans are speaking.
Your soft curves are harsh on our eyelids,
quit hanging so heavy.

Radiant in peculiarity
I foreign object and orbit
my gums around expectations
against truth
about madness

and hush.

Gloved wingless tooth-fairies
with nothing better to do
than categorize deities into religions
and hope no one will observe their holidays,
fight my barricade down with spice-spiked tang

let's go.

Choke on this,
you tin-foil astronaut!
Your cardboard cloud nine
will get you no where!
My jet engine voice box
broke atmo at the perfect pitch

and I will just bet
that you have never heard a lady's orgasm
break the mother-fucking sound barrier.


I tiger so loudly

my breaths are post-apocalyptic.

You may locust my legs,

but trust me,

I learned from the best

on how to kick

your habitual plague.

My touch
cures illness,
makes cold sweat medicinal
takes sky-high temperatures
and shakes your spine like a shoestring budget.
Change comes to those who wait,
Blowtorches sculpted beauty out of broken sandcastles

Contrary to popular belief,
my body is capable of sustaining life.
You just have to press yourself to it
and listen.

You ghost handled me.
Told me that I tsunami'd just a bit loud
lead time was minimal, so let
me make this quick:

My body is a solar system.
And I'll just bet
you haven't figured out
where the fourth planet is yet.