It’s a bad habit I picked up

when still living out my pack of lies

& can’t quite shake

attention like a drug

I keep shooting

down the highways of my wanting veins

exposing myself to men

like a circus curiosity

the Amazing Chick with a Dick

you wont believe your fucking eyes

the married guys crowd round

the screen in secrets hushed

sad hungers in their glowing

clownish faces

their fingers typing too quick

for spell-check

got ta hard d 8 inches fory u

gotwat u need right here4 u baby

to clean my soul you’d need

the kind of rain that rained

the last day of the dinosaurs

you’d need a meteor to fix me

that left a hole the size of earth

you’d need a childhood

that was better

than the birth of Frankenstein

you’d need to teach me

to say “no”

with a whip & chair

because there are eleven tigers inside me

who’ll tear us both limb from limb

& they’re just waiting for you

to make a mistake

for you to let your guard down, baby

watching over me through alien yellow eyes

with cold moon patience for their chance

to escape the man-sized cage

you put her in

since the day I crashed to earth

 

 

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Meeah Williams’s  work has appeared in Otoliths, Phantom Drift, Uut, The Conium Review, Per Contra,  Petrichor Review, Stone Highway Review,  Dirty Chai, Shuf, *82 Review, Skin to Skin, Wilde, The Milo Review, Meat for Tea, Angry Old Man, The Ginger Collect, Former Cactus, Anti-Heroin Chic and others.

She lives in Seattle and tweets @pussy_nagasaki