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What's up /lit/, this poem is part of my yet-to-be published second chapbook/collection, I'm just looking for some critiques and feedback. If you want moar, I have about ~20 more I can share.

Also, this could be a general feedback thread for anyone else wanting to post some of their work.

Same As It Ever Was

Take a look at these hands,
they feed on each other my hands.
Eat me, bathe me, feed me,
and drink me.
Preacher is basically a good guy
with a dogtooth smile, a bouquet of sermons
and demolished rectums
hung up on a clothesline in his dirty nose.

---And I’m still waiting…

For Christ to come, I want to let him
lie in the sitting room and watch television
with me, and eat Cheetos, and talk crops and chickens
over a game of croquet.
---Arizona…

Is not a nice place, I don’t think.
Methamphetamine is rotting in the gutters,
in God’s ovaries…the lights shine dense neon…
we live in a desert.
I rest among the citrus, spread
my fickle limbs out as a cross.
There is a woman there,
Her name is Mary.

I adore her and I wait.
And nobody shows.

>> No.4471280

>>4471272
the irony of that pic

>> No.4471286

>>4471280
Yes, that was the point, faggot.

I'm happy you understood.