paul clark

i don't speak like an orgasm
as if i could orgasm every 30 seconds
until it's boring
until i tell you what is in my poem
or that i'm writing a poem

flake bone feels like broken bone
feels like someone is constantly surprising me with hits
radio singles
my raps about life are full of explicit lyrics
like fuck and stuff

i hope i can lift you over my head
i hope barack obama can change america
i hope i count for something
i hope i can hold out for awhile without sounding sad
i hope floats

because i don't swim good
even in the shallow well of midwest ground water
where all i have to do is be in there
and not breathe
and not give a fuck about breathing