Posts by kristineesserslentz

ceremonial of spouse & sex: guilty & fucking poem

ceremonial of spouse

late-night breakfasts waited up
between time to traded chairs
moth-bitten kisses broken cup
to share

hard-pressed counter sweats
and ∞ wishes barreled stare
teething packs silver cigarettes
to share

with living destroyed luck bare
passed long-lasting rib to share

sex: guilty

living cockroaches
transform metropolitan
prized virginity

fucking poem 

down sweating passion
      raise catholicism up
              to meet shattered middle

vodka-crippled hands
      sliding up addict blades
              thrust broken nails

permit exhilaration on creamy
      slaps and coarse-botched curls
              with freshly dipped regret

penetrate long family guilt past
      other pursed frozen pipes that
              spread over minty mouths

then with a flick colonized
      with ass aching for fevers
              to sink substances

into awaiting stepfamily
      head ghosts forward
              to assist release souls’ rapture

preference to push bullets
      shamed by thick hands
              extend powerful ecstasy

while imprints angel’s palms
      holding hard onto heart cheeks
              bed begin quickly manifesting

forgotten fluids fly over
      dropping out strength
              frenzied underrated friction

persistent caress of the explosives
      rapid pounding by damned
              ignites townie mice instinct

finally expelling cult contraband of climax
      all over piss and sand dunes
              electric juice that was a strawberry patch

between intertwined less money intimates
      added now no school waited wanting
              that only enhanced our forbidden virginity

basement sect sacrifices the beyond

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basement sect sacrifices the beyond

ate that bond armor
at dusk filled doctrine fists
by throwing it
up-sided down
look at that shake
on shelves – door-to-door

He was never there
ratted thrones make ice tea
or is she a bitch?
psh – that’s right, cowgirl
we’ll grab pizza squares
to the next door, drag-on

it was real, wasn’t it
was it too loud – or quick
i could never tell
cult, cult, cult
you hated every drop
wrinkling to your walk

when did the Goliaths get in
the night before that picked path
yeah, i said it
bush fire, bush fire, bush fire
hands over explosive book(s)
the wine killed itself again

whisper that shit
cock that face-loaded
then skip dinner to piss in bed
fuck sales, man
virginity cost money to have
only if there is extra icing

hear that – in the back
it’s that tick again
howl at the wall, wall
she will hear you – promise
white lace is gross
it means rape – rape

HA – no – no
she loved his gun shot
with shy wrists and gums
fuck harder screamed
died, olive, open cornfield
burn it down to the circle

left-hand hawkeyes sass stars
the sound of gravel haunts me
slippery sleep, even now
trees wave at your shook
armchair gives pins and pens
look, they have no windows

unsee color ties to knee-length skirts
what was taken, who
look around for them – run
downstairs was potato chips and
deep sex couches with sharks
rush home for porridge

did the umbrella teeth suck you
lucky bastards of masks
decades of yellow linens
they cursed the vagina
of premediated apples leaning
dark days are here

sautéed skin looks good on you
ring the buzzer – ring
universe of my university
make it to the mock treasure
smell the menstrual blood from here
beat passion with past pickles

don’t worry – they’ll escape
horse, horse, horse, horse man
when do I deserve to die
I just wanted to be a cat
He took the pussy
by mouth-of-word

tomorrow their giants arrives
servants are donut holes – but happy
she surfs papercuts – He licks them
everyone blinks every time
downtown hell, of course
shimmer shit like tin washboards

did the sparkler fade dreams too
seems like it, songs
hard candy fought silk flowers yesterday
the pencil sharpener walked out
Tuesdays are the worst
and Thursdays

when did your belly button break
own hand, me down on red
fountain of flakes with touching
tickle to low suffocation scared
right, all of them robbed
eyeballs, meet tongue

Image: Geode” by Jasmine C. Bell

Introduction

Introduction

my girlfriend and my husband
here’s my husband’s boyfriend
and this is his boyfriend’s wife
now, meet her boyfriend
that’s my husband’s boyfriend’s wife’s boyfriend
that my girlfriend just met
who wants us to meet his best friend
because his best friend has only met his girlfriend
who’s the wife of my husband’s boyfriend
they grew up together
I met my husband on holiday years ago
while I met my girlfriend last year
when my husband’s boyfriend and wife moved to the city
where she met her boyfriend unusually
basically, I’d like you to meet
my family

asses

boys were laughing after
he joked about asses after

he ran out of the room
I was left on a king size bed after

plunging pain still pulsing up my core
he threw me turned over coming down after

pinched my hips tight with one hand
doused my asshole in lube with the other after

drunkenly plopped my drunken self
falling into the room after

taking jello shots, twisting tongues
enough to create catcallers after

i told him i loved him, he said me too
to help prevent further cheating after

i punched him in the ribs when he said he
would do whatever he wanted, me crying after

realizing toxicity delivers more pain than change after
listen, sweet children, you must stop this cycle after

Introduction

my girlfriend and my husband
here’s my husband’s boyfriend
and this is his boyfriend’s wife
now, meet her boyfriend
that’s my husband’s boyfriend’s wife’s boyfriend
that my girlfriend just met
who wants us to meet his best friend
because his best friend has only met his girlfriend
who’s the wife of my husband’s boyfriend
they grew up together
I met my husband on holiday years ago
while I met my girlfriend last year
when my husband’s boyfriend and wife moved to the city
where she met her boyfriend unusually
basically, I’d like you to meet
my family

by Kristine Esser Slentz