/cum inside

you

ocassional drinkers of cunt

everyday a different bar

who skull spirit

without tasting

how can you

hasty fat lips

sucking on yet another

teach me how to fuck

ME

the glamorous alcoholic

neck-choking grip on my one shot

for hours

'til the cunt melts

who drinks without swallowing

who knew all the flavors-

the infinite pussy

the triangular pussy

where the light shone

from your toes to your hair

tasted like pure sweat

the eternal


die your pussy blond cunt

we're goin on a trip

die your pussy black or red

we go to BA bored

don't even fuck

just talk about STD's

"kiss peace fuck" you used to say

"kiss peace fuck" now i 

kiss piss fuck another slut

to suck a cock on the sidewalk

thats pure lust i tell you

if you're fed enough

i bought you the fancy postinor

now can i cum inside you?

the urge to get drunk alone

done nothin' today
literally
didn't even brush my teeth
not even a shower
didn't go out, only food i managed to make
was a glass of milk
you could call this a vacation
i dont mind
what would this simplemind care about anyways
whole day, wasted
youth
wasted
but that's fine
there's no other beauty
than the urge to get drunk alone
you dont call over a sidehoe
you just sit at the table
alone
drink
as to celebrate the nothing you did
eloquent
facebook fed posts
of my highschool peers
who would explicitly
call me "not friend"
doctors lawyers married pregnant fat
why should i care
i dont envy any one of you
you railed up your own lives
on your own

my friends are fuckin in my bed

broken beer bottles and

a western widowed wife my

friends are fuckin in my bed

and ive nowhere to sleep


forgot a boozed bald bitch 

ive fucked alpra-wined 

with her dog lickin my knees 

sadly as i cum and go


the moon is dead youve killed him

ate him knowing he's the last benzo

now tell me who will light 

the skye next night?

full moon

Farewell, mockingbirds,
I hear you joust your early chirp,
the time is yet to come

Farewell saying no to M
my body drenched
elbows dead cold

Farewell nights of endless cock
the fear i feel cracks the skull open

Farewell worms cock like thick
spreading your goo on my shoulders
ive ignored you for far too long
yet now my flesh reflects

Farewell, cube
and all that return home safe
you've made a solid living

Farewell, masochist
living inside my skull
you are no longer welcome
the raven fled
the gold - mad
the clown
who's shown me suffering 
laughs at my grave
laughs!
there's nothin to pick upon
you shattered my soul
split half by half
the wonderful son
the reds boots crack over remnants 
of what bones used to be

Farewell cunts who i loved dearly
freeze to death in the dark if you will
mock me piss on me
-that
you can
shine for the eternal eye

Farewell wanker
you bottomless soul
i'm a mere self-portrait with an erection

Farewell
intrusive thoughts
you hold me close and tight, friend

/König

dated a blond from König

I was 15 and she was cute

we used to smoke joints and skip class together

once she blew me off on the floor of a parking lot

in front of her building

and spit the cum on concrete

she cheated on me and we stopped talkin


10 years later I dated another girl from König

she had a split die, unshaved legs, and was also cute

we used to speed date and play cards

once she abused me, felt guilty, and shaved her vagina

then she cheated on me and we stopped talkin


guess girls from König are like that

/a brief january

i have no parents
i was born from dust and
cum
of eros

my eyes-burning coals-
gaze into yours
would you bleed if i cut you
or would you burst,
as me
the mountain of steel!

i feel "i" is too small
to fit a body of mine

I,
the sole two lips of ardor
humbly roar
to scum and slaves and
whores: I owe
my body's youth
to you
take it without hesitation
crawlin on all fours
mouths wide head first

/december

my mother
upon finding out i watch porn
told me its all a big lie
and i should stop
now i make a girl squirt
all over her bed and wall
to realize the lie
was hers
and how many 
fucks are enough
two? eight?
and does anal count?
you again
found like a bukowski
came home drunk with a girl from H
to destroy a masevnina painting
didnt take long
took her from behind
she said "baby it hurts"
i said "its all in your mind"

/to do list

to commit petty crimes
and pitty fuck a stranger
who you just thought you knew
"i used to do pit fucks
before i met you"
now you do coke and meth
and round the corner-
death
and christmas

"do you want to keep your unborn child?"
asks the french nurse
and i cant even stand to look at it
its a little red russian fuck
a naked to be whore

got hard in the embassy
made out in the elevator
-wanted to take you there-
the blood on the wall
my eye witness

ocean of emotion, snakes with human traits and other green dragons

fled and left the lobster behind
to find a Dandelion
for tonights VIPs
whispered acted back and forth
we first touched 
next to the garbage bins
hands in one sole fist
but honestly, hun
that touch was plenty for me to fuck you
ran to fuchs late
IM GETTIN ENGAGED TONIGHT
fern for A for E
and OFF we go
fuckin in the music
bit your earring out
just to prove my flame
at four the soviet army passed
and ive lost you forever
plea of guilt
proposed in an elevator
kept on dancin still

for the hoe i once called my girlfriend

and in the end im just bored
waitin for YOU to cheat on ME
to have that perfect fuckin excuse
for a breakup
but you keep borin me
so hard that its me
endin up cheatin on you
again
but trust me
the random fucks are nothin
compared to the anxiety of waiting
'till you fuck up first
September 21

V

theres a way you move that attracts me
theres a way you smile that makes me forget
but the drinks and the mornings make me realize youre the one i truly love/
on the afternoons youre the one I fuck in the ass before paintin
in the evenings youre the one i take a bus with

a mother, a friend, a lover

"Noemi! Noemi! Noemi!"
I burst your name from the rooftop
"theres somethin wrong with my body!
i cant control a single heartbeat!"

my body of iron
as rough as they build 'em,
melting gently
over your chest
but what's a brilliant shape
of pure ferrouciousness
a brilliant necklase
to a body so pure

when I bleed
 -knives can't cut me-
will you inject my searing skull
my hands full of roots
into your own veins
without contempt?

I demand pure devotion
none less than of a machinery
conceiving every cog 
of my bare existence
the cock the cog of reproduction
the mind the cog of progress
the soul the cog of affection
you question my affection still?

I stole the Eiffel in your name
melted every single bolt
nail 
and pillar
into a chain-like lead sculpture
a key about to pierce your corpus
leaning afloat my amour-fed Zeppelin
 -what is affection 
if not a cloud of addiction

Why would I sit around
await your presence
you already let me in
you already expressed
your passsion and love
I won't be waitin
for your body to come and merge
I'm already outside
sole two pure lips complete
 -but await me in your sleep
Ill come ramming on your door late night
 -door chest and crotch
and you won't have the vigor to resist me

/august

no need to say it
we both like jazz
and the way i fuck you unconscious
on the bloody persian rug
im in my prime
65 kilos of brass thunder
falling again and again 
on your abdominal fat
made you cum just once
pussy ass clit took all
left nothin for the other fuckers
i told you "i love you" 
and fucked you blind
the persian rug a bloody mess
cus when i fuck you
love
i fuck you so that you stay fucked



/july

the two hours train
aint compensatin
for the whorey tranny
and bloody broken teeth
my accomplice vomits
on the sole toilet
bad move overall

you question my appetite
i await your call two three
"i want your dick inside me"
is all the love i get tonight

im fine
ive loved the luscious locks
ive drank the drunkster wine

as night has fallen
i had fallen
nigh the flawless sanctuary
where youve been fucked now
i sit
late twentythree


ani/anx

PERSONA: the happy moments hit the
uncomfortable ANX. You feel internaly
devourin your own stomach. She dances
entrancin you naked you just stare
the storm in the background. you ob-
serve silently, her imperfect body. elastic
rock'n'roll music, but your body rejects it,
lesser movements. Just pURE dancin,
you resent it, inTERNALLY. Your body doesnt
feel the rhytm. Your feelin of internal
vomit the feelin of sexual abuse.
You WANNA lay in the bed ALONE. the rhytm
takes you, unconsciously, she dances off rhytm
deconstructing theme. youre not here willing-
ly. you feel like VOMITIN each time she
approaches you. You don't FIND comfort
in her movement, rather upset in the stomach.
You won't slEEp with her tonight.
she tries but you can't feel comfy
w' her. You go to sleep with a headache.

june

oh to fuck you on the train
the countryside moving behind
your luminescent ass
i like to think of you
as an eternal lover

saw you near scala last night
im sorry
you dont feel so well
me neither i just

wish you are happy 
fuckin others

you went to prague and i missed u

now you dance somewhere where i wanna be
and i dont wanna kiss strangers anymore
theres too much rape in yesterdays anyway

i just forgot to send you the letter
got it written 
packed in a red anvelope
just forgot, again, to kiss you

when you left the loft

may night

again you stood in front
of me
nipples erect
by the broken
bottles of wine
red
and i felt again
i want you home
on my mattress
not to fuck just cuddle
cus bby i miss the mornings in lights
where you just lay naked
heartbroken and kinda silly
waiting for my body to erupt into yours
waiting for my body

and i miss the nights
where we both were
young and beautiful
⬛️our shadows
played a movie on the wall

may

people are so ugly here
me
im their king
rushed from alfa pissers
after an anxiety attack
my ex felt the same way
fucked a girl last week
just to see if i feel i dont
i walk through brno again
the city tied to me
cold and plundered to rock bottom
i miss you with my steel body
the way we touched
last time
the hounds were well fed
overeaten
dizzy vomit raw meat
lets meet in the ward again
lustily holdin hands

4/13/2021

bought a ticket
and off complementary wine
took the ride
mad naked disturbin Agasshi
Prague Main Train station tipsy
SMUGGLED a quarter kilo KISS
off to the rain
hooked up hookers red velvet lights
I'm only gettin stronger
mad RAVENS EYES
a couple Em's
took me for Aprils rainy streets
wheres the POLICE on cold nights
your appartment TERPENTINE scent
we r all Lesbos NATIVES at heart
couldn't quote Sylvia Plath
but you read the WORDS of my WATERY eyes anyways
Em's faded off to the night
gentle bedsheets
smoke of Chopin HAZED your personality chart
"eggs in the fridge bread above
let's meet halfway the lighthouse"
fought the urge to MASTURBATE
after trying on your coat
April 2021

Dreamt about meadows

and your cock emerged me
during these dandelions
I've never felt such accomplishment
as of Zdenko's muscular figure
disturbing my nightly ovations
on the bloomy fields

of vivid marshes
I dreamt
"a cigarette"
his eyes said
of vast fields
my eyes sparked his

"maybe later"

i should have said

about a girl

"one day i'll find you"
you told me once
now i sit in my girls kitchen, silently
waitin for you
n now you ask me
if i wanna cheat on you
and if an open relationship is okay
i mean
there's LOVE
cunt
do you respect such?
or do you prefer genitals
you wanna fuck other ppl - SURE
just dont include me please
i beg for pure love
but what i get
your lust for other people?
your wishes for nonconsensual flirting?
i dont need ANY of those
if i wanted to just fuck
id choose a skank whore
just thought YOU weren't one
and just the fact you wanna fuck strangers
doesn't mean i wanna
not when im "datin you"
i give you all my love
reject girls cus you datin me
reject girls cus of you
but your tinder is STILL ACTIVE
u still crave cock n pussy
the way u did
before
and i dont blame you
"you wont learn new tricks to an old dog"
i cant blame you for bein fucky
but you cant blame me for bein
oldschool n faithful
gave u all my love
if its not enough im sorry
but i cant give u more
and im not angry
but go
fuck n be happy
it'll give you the same joy
as i find
in writing this poem
and baby
it doesnt have to be you
who finds me
behind this poem
just I wait
for the one
to find meaning
behind these childish lines
just I wait
for you
March 2021

"Will we be able to fuck tomorrow"

baby i dunno
i ask why fuckin is important
after salivatin over your body for the past weeks
thinkin bout u in different dimensions, 
i hope, than anyone before
i hope
i mean
i dont fuckin care bout your body. enough. at least
n youre a fuckin machine
every part of u spells sex
some nights I want the body
some i need your character

when i do youre not around

⬛ pack of cigs wine n gin
always n we never talk
i bore u with art cus baby i dont care bout much else
and your body is a piece i wouldnt hang on my wall
guess i love you too early to make u uncomfy
just cus i get ur cunt easier that way

a letter for a flower

2:46 am
i came
you left for a quick shower
you left me alone
mistake
returned in 5 minutes 
felt like an hour
me
on a verge to a mental breakdown
the sweet urge for a mental breakdown
did some Wim Hof to fight it
broke down after the third try
- the point is - why

recalled your name from the conversation
and some other name from the conversation

but it was you who i bit recklessly
was you who answered my letters
you who spit on me 
takin the train
- i dodged

now the fog fell on bat country and tomorrow i wont remember your name

so just to remind myself
for tomorrow
and every tomorrow
its you 
who i wanna tear

wakin up late

i feel like every dream i had 
was a self performed lobotomy
i feel like my dreams once
reflected reality
will we be able to fuck tomorrow?
you texted me once

I came to you bare
only wearing my cock
came to you bare
to touch your heart 
-and still

broke up a thousand times yesterday
fuckin my friends while i hold your hand
but where's MY pussy

danced with you drunk
let go you fell 
spinnin
bashed your head against the radiator
but what's a minor concussion
to a wasted heart

x

early mornin
woke me, vomitin
but you were naked
lyin next to me
so who the Fuck
"Bloody Mary"

silent again, i kiss your back
your skin
flawless
milk n sweat
face soft as a Zikuška paintin
n what we did before was Zen
Yab Yum at least

from your lips
even the cheapest wine
tasted like Jesus blood
addicted, bit them whole night

z

i knew i wanted to fuck you
from the moment you came to my house
and i'm still lookin for the zoloft
i lost a month ago

you see
i thought about you
for a couple of months
and you never rejected me right?
right

so i should tell you
your eyes look pretty
and i wanna shoot you
with flowers and oranges
take you to a meadow
prepare a picnic
on a redwhite checkerboard cloth
pour wine in two paper cups
not a drop spilled
i warm you up with jokes
from my work or some shit
and you laugh
showin teeth, eyes bright
cheerful afternoon

but i wont cus
cus its all just
its all just
fuckin zoloft withdrawals

moulin rogue

naive i came to your workplace
brought you a jewel a friend made
thought you'd fall in love
with me
naive
I didn't even want your love
just someone to lay in bed with
who would kiss me
while i think about other girls
and kiss me 
and kiss me

and i was drunk every time
so excuse my fingering
it's probably you
who gave me the rabies anyway

though,
every time i walk around moulin rogue
i remember that one good handjob you gave me

i

i was always getting horny
listening to my mother talk about 
heavy metal band lead singers drug abuse in the car
swore to myself i would never ever ever try any
oh well
now i take the bus home
from Olomouc
and we didn't argue much
just enough 

we didnt argue much
and i didn't know
i'd be taking the bus home
again
in two weeks
with 2 beautiful hearts
broken

mellow streets

i feel you
in my arms
fallin for another man
and i dont blame you
fallin for another man
i mean
i dont care who you love
just give me pussy right
so i sit with my empty cock
waiting for you
returning from the toilet
called you a whore
during our last encontré
it was true, thats why you liked it
so much
so i sit on the bed waiting
hopin your anal burns

cus baby
i aint the sharin type
and i think about the last fuck
and the way your clit was rough

so go
fall for another man
ill never want you again
and ill love you forever

/movie about loves end

baby
you don't have to act anymore
there are no cameras
and I died in the movie anyway

took you like a whore 5 a.m.
in that perfect fucking princess bedroom 
was the thing you wanted, right?

left at 9
after stealing orange juice an apple
no love left
i guess
was the thing i wanted

echos in ochoz

took me to godless country
Jack
made me take off my clothes
nudie
as the day i got born
got me humpin trees
bloodstained shoes 
runnin barefoot in the woods
shown me dumps where deer sniff benny
forceslept with the pack
riggidy rackin hounds howlin with me
left to rot under poury skies
dreary woke, restless downpour

horečka

muselo to být v Alfě -
snad v Alfě -
jsme se poprvé setkali

ve spěchu za černovlasou dívkou
za vlakem do prahy
a nadějí kampy a veletržního paláce
opilej vykládám felákům o představách focení
kde tě transponuju do několika tónin nahoty
a ty
blonďatá a vyděšená
z mých hlasitých přátel
statečně pípáš do kamery
"čekáš teďka že se zvednu a odejdu, nebo co?"

"odjíždím na ukrajinu" -
ale ještě než -
něco se zlomilo
přicházíš ke mně domů - 
FOTIT SE -
oddaně nahá
procházíš si moje laky na nehty v záběru videokamery
a pak Floydi
kytarový sólo pro Syda Baretta
se očividně dá zahrát
i ve dvou
CHTĚLA JSI MĚ MRDAT
ale vyfotit tvoje bílý pozadí
na černým pozadí
je taky orgasmus

a pak horečka a ty nekonečný
halucinace v kyjevským apartmánu
honit si za tvýma zádama
nad tvýma zádama
a jenom doufat
že pro mě nejsi moc mladá
a drzá

a teď spíš v mé posteli
docela blonďatá
a nahá
střípky našich dětí
na tvých zádech
rtech
a v odpadkovým koši
a já
kouřím cigaretu venku
lásky v papírku

/up north

baby
it breaks my heart
when you’re crying in my arms
lets kick the can
for another two hours
talking about a meaningful relationship
my life is only powered by love
baby
you’re exactly too young
for my apetite 
but who cares
i just wanna take cheap morning buses
watch the gray clouds turn pink
listen to Floyds
and fuck you in the ass

//autumn in Kyiv

here we are
the children of Peroxide
and Nicotine
making out
for every camera
you could ever dream
of
“little gal
this distance
is killin’ me”
the hounds haven’t been fed for days
now they’re howlin’
like the couple of gays
we met last saturday
your skin tastes
so soft
under my lips
kisses from Kiev
lofts
all the way to your hips

/neukölln

cooking breakfast of Neukölln, Berlin, and You, smiling while I dance with a white figurine, brushing my teeth with you behind me happy
pouring coffee no milk as black as ravens your hair always pissed me off, appearing in every bed we slept on laughing for hours, running to ZOO and back in cold mornings
falling apart as i wash the forks, I left you shamelessly with regret, with Berlins’ melody of Bowies’ station to station to Neukölln to us nude

//blue

blue was her hands and wrists passing me a cigarette under cloudy skies
blue was my unborn babies sprayed over my fathers wedding shirt mixed with red
blue was my cold heart beating lies about love
blue as my morning beer-hangover breakfast vapors
blue for every cunt i sprayed with my bodily fluids cum saliva piss vomit blood
blue as my sugartalking coit-hungry eyes sweetening our conversational coffee
blue as BRNO main train station neon communist transprents
blue police lights busting gypsies for being gypsies and stealing friends wallets
blue fathers jeep becoming orange from my ex’s acidic wine puke leather stinks ever since he had to sell the car
blue balls during panic attacks in lofts and domestic anxieties
blue Korean bathing habits
blue which I hate the most of all words
blue as my old aquarium fishstink painted room
blue money with a man I’ve never seen and never will
blue your bruises weeks after I recklessly bite your neck drunk
blue pupils of a blonde I fingered before knowing I’d return to cunt so many times
blue to the Army blue come back blue never return blue fussy negotiations blue law compliance

declare war on blue
fuck in blue 
get ass torn in blue 
corporate schoolgirl office dresscode blue cut-holes in blue jean overalls cocks rush through them through you through blue

blue chains strapped to my ankles and wrists about to be shattered by dreams and hallucinated-dark fantasies

Nechala jsi ve mně havrany

a tvůj tmavej lesklej lak na nehty
se mě už dva týdny neDotýká
otevřete všechna okna
přece chcete vidět po parapetu protýkat tmu?!

Potkal jsem maminku
která před léty hrála na varhany a voněla dehtem
asi jsem dlouho nebyl na severu
abych pocítil tak hlubokej chlad
a Karolína mi nalívá vína
chce mě znova opít
abych s ní spal
zase až do svítání

Jarní déšť sprchuje nemocný cikány
nemám pro ně cigarety,
už dávno přestali jsme kouřit,
a tak než přečkáme ranní
bouři
máčka si půjdu koupit

//0koláž

U popelnice jsem našel černej rám vyplněnej sklem
A vzpomněl jsem si na tebe
A z petlahve modeluju tvoje žebra když je sádra tak drahá
Abych ti mohl být nablízku
A z poslední koláže zbyla jenom vitráž
A černobílá kostra
A teď chci jenom tvý levý žebro
A malou levou bradavku
A ruce popálený plastem
A antidepresiva zapíjený vodkou a dalším levnym chlastem
A moje kůže syčí
A pod mýma popálenýma dlaněma vzniká torzo dívky
A nemůžu uvěřit upřímnosti těch malejch prsou
Když na mě zírají
Skrz černej rám
Pohozenej u popelnice
A jenom tvý levý žebro
A levá bradavka
Mi připomíná tu pravou

napsáno na červené lampě

Tak jako starci na chmelu,
hledáme svou ___ v migraci holubů,
a jejich letních krocích,
po zmrzlé střeše,
a jako ptáci vracíme se zpátky,
do hnízdišť,
kde jednou nám bylo dobře.
Kde jsou všichni gejové a bisexuáli slovenských nocí,
se kterými hovoříme do tří ráno o izolaci a životě na samotce,
jen abychom ráno probudili se ve třech a mohli si říct,
že nikdo nezamrdal,
a kde je láska,
a cit v konzumním koitu,
a kde je láska,
patřící jen jednomu,
a kde je láska,
rozprostírající se do mých žil,
a kde jsou mé lásky,
utišující moje dlouhodobý deprese,
a kde je láska,
v domě odlétajících holubů,
kde je láska,
kterou jsem k tobě cítil,
tak hluboce a čistě,
kde jsou něžný slova lásky,
který jsem ti šeptal před spaním,
když jsme z okna kouřili poslední cigaretu,
řekni,
kde je láska,
rozlitá na stole jako včerejší fernet,
kde je láska?