September 24, 2018 | Occasus | Issue 8 | Poetry
Two Poems from The Lobster
i.
you reverse cowgirl
you bobsled on my thighs your shoulder blades roaming searching other atmospheres you pour out the pheromone you posting with spurred ankle your eyes maybe tracing some other wilderness hack on some other mystery beast |
ii.
all heavy with bottom feeders
and bread and booze we leave the beach i ride the red bike better drunk and the beginning of the trip is always better than the rest and i begin to resent the rotary flash the metro click the pressured whirr the jangled pelvis and even the perfect dumpling of your ass sculpted and open on your blue bike ahead only lengthens the distance between the shell and the flesh for nothing in this coupling is certain or ever was and my mind is in parties and poisons we stop at a leaning white church all patched and drunk lonely in its lea surrounded by brush and fence once these were mooing fields and cackling fens and milk and log was plenty good now men intrepid anglers, leave bricks soaked in kerosene in honey holes beneath the foaming cap baiting the prize to catch as we recon this forgotten nave as if the spirit overslept and dispersing with the good books still ready in their transoms blanketed in white blanketed in the comfort of sin i take a hymnal from the church it wasn’t enough just to have been there |
MAXWELL LUCAS is an artist, composer, and writer of poetry and songs. His work has been published in Western's Iconoclast 2018 and his music has been performed by London based contemporary music ensemble Koine Project.