you fucked me up at king’s pharmacy (on 241 bedford ave between n 4th and n 3rd st) – m4w – 26 (williamsburg, borough of lost boys)

 

 

-colorless poppy-

(written before “-an idea, until she wasn’t-“)

*by someone chasing

a sublime dragon*

(frankie leone, just a man)

 

 

*she bleeds

droplets of opium

into my mind

 

tattooing my misted senses

with unique posture

framing liquid moments

 

vortexes with pupils

sucking in stares

 

and a voice

washing our city

in whiskey ease

 

then

 

per usual

reality sobers me

 

as i wonder what it’s like

 

to command others

into infernos of passion

 

across lukewarm bars

and tepid streets

 

effortlessly

 

i wonder what it’s like

 

to tie together

the strings of their emotions

 

and throw them

over electrical wires

 

unconsciously

 

i wonder what it’s like

 

to lace up someone

that makes more sense

 

not knowing

rain’s coming

 

walking out that door

wearing him

 

comfortably

 

and i wonder what it’s like

 

to be unaware i’ll hang

through the night ahead

 

after my memory of her

blots out the sun

 

appropriately.*

 


About Frankie Leone

Tries to write a version of his truth. Also a nightlife worker. Born at Beth Israel Hospital on 1st Ave between 16th and 17th St on December 15, 1984. Lives in Brooklyn. Bears a few scars, tattoos, and regrets. View all posts by Frankie Leone

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