Don’t speak evil or don't brush me
woofing as an administrator
I mean a bad cop
running my mom all over town
for him an x-acto knife
a bottle of Tylenol margarita
That’s the kind of poet you are
sitting on me by night ratting my dress-ends
That’s the kind of poet you are
and the kind that you are
phases rights on the wind
You target my mom
and she is not even a poet
Don’t read evil
Don’t go reading evil
I got told to read it like it was my friend
My target jetties out of cellphone battery
and milks out of emotion
I can do a emoticon snafu like you
I can even target dicks
But I can read evil
and don’t read evil
Not even a hair of a speck
glowing in on a birthright
read it in this posh modern furniture
Rearrange your down couch & comeback
Corpse of evil is still feeding poet evil
In this archive, or house of the law
drawers & drawers of aftercare & pneumatically sealed bottles of distress
It’s ok to be a little cruel to me but I hate surprises
Artbook & forum dive, preservation windows on a porn site
a decaying body on a mattress, de-scarved
Discovering all the vampires was a strange system
of the thinness of my play
screenshot folder ruined by just one girl
In the conspiracy we found ourselves we felt abandoned, pseudonym
with an intense clarity of purpose
The debriefing occurred in three separate rooms:
1. I dream her romance cured in salt & cold iron, daily treats
2. We discuss the monster composition recording a month of fever
& I was ready to confess to anything to keep you from being mad at me,
or leaving me with no words
Audrey Zee Whitesides is a poet & musician from Elizabethtown, KY, currently living in Philadelphia, PA. Her work touches desire, affect, queerness, capital, & the social. You can find her live or recorded with artists like Speedy Ortiz, Mal Blum, & Mel Stone, or hosting the film podcast Shadow Play Gays. Her work is published in Bullshit, Bone Bouquet, Eoagh, Glittermob, and more.
