Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Diabolical Dialogue
Sunday morning, my ex, T.K. Khan, sent me a msg at 8am that read:
"U R SO DUMB-FIGURE IT OUT. U WANT SOMETHING BACK U THREW AWAY, U GO CLAIM IT AGAIN AS YOURS"
I did not reply.
Today at 4:51 pm, he sent this:
"I got upgraded to a 52nd floor suite w all floor to ceiling windows at the mandarin sat nite & had 6 orgasms w my hot swede fucking our brains out w all of ny able to watch-Gretta had even more! don't reply-I won't read it-enjoy vegas loser & the other trash in your life-LOL."
I will not reply.
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Repulsive Theory
Little has been made
of the soft, skirting action
of magnets reversed,
while much has been
made of attraction.
But is it not this pillowy
principle of repulsion
that produces the
doily edges of oceans
or the arabesques of thought?
And do these cutout coasts
and incurved rhetorical beaches
not baffle the onslaught
of the sea or objectionable people
and give private life
what small protection it's got?
Praise then the oiled motions
of avoidance, the pearly
convolutions of all that
slides off or takes a
wide berth; praise every
eddying vacancy of Earth,
all the dimpled depths
of pooling space, the whole
swirl set up by fending-off—
extending far beyond the personal,
I'm convinced—
immense and good
in a cosmological sense:
unpressing us against
each other, lending
the necessary never
to never-ending.
Kay Ryan
Saturday, February 6, 2010
This is Day Two of the Shitstorm by 9am.
"Of course none of this wld be happening if yu had been a good & loving person or even if u were capable of a real apology, contrition & honesty. But u prefer a life of sleaze and sluttishness w scum-how sad for ry's future but u can't change: once an immoral untrustworthy tramp, apparently always one"
"U r a liar, thief, & slut-how proud yr family must be. U r just going to get older & more pitiful, still chasing waiters & white trash w/o having done anything w life except be a slut"
"Heading to Wolford to get some items for a hot 32yo model from Stolkholm (5'9", 120 lbs 34d-22-34) I met a few months ago but put on hold for you. A mistake I will erase tonight, many times. & what a turn on that her texts to me describe what she wants to do to me all night-so much better than yr weak texts-but u r turned on by white trash & Gretta like smart sophisticated men-so enjoy yr life w trash & i will return to a better class of woman. Goodbye loser. "
Friday, February 5, 2010
This is what cruelty looks like
I received the following msgs from my former partner, T.K. Khan, today and I'm posting them to raise your awareness about emotional abuse. I lived with this kind of cruelty for years in an effort to love unconditionally but even after walking away from the relationship, the malicious intention of his words still makes me cry. This is an example of the kind of cruelty that fucks people up in the heart and mind and makes it virtually impossible to believe in love.
"yr father must b so proud to have a lying slut for a daughter" "How sad-yr fathers ghost looking down at all yr lies & sluttiness-how shamed he must b by a coke whore daughter, fatherless kid & her uneducated trash vegas & club fuck buddies-if he were alive he wld throw u out of the house bcs of the shame-u deserve a life of shit" "u & yr so called friends r trash-live w it-poor ry will grow up just like u & them: no good degree, hanging w scum, & thinking the most imp thing in life is to be attractive: w u & ur scum boys as role models he too will end up as an unread, pitiful & superficial loser like u & ur friends-dream big ry and maybe u can b the type of man yr slut mom prefers: a glorified waiter in vegas serving better & more successful people- hoping to meet a worthless tramp like u"
This is what cruelty looks like. I hope you never have to know what it feels like.
Almost
Almost
(with another end)
Almost
is a four letter word
like flit or snit or twit but
what it means
(p)lays beside you in bed
and stays the night
Almost
sounds like a
slow and lingering ((fuck))
whose suspended state of longing
has grown arms in anticipation
Almost
-wraps-itself-
around-you-until-
it-binds-you-to-it-
leaving-you-
nowhere-
to-go-
but-
in
(with another end)
Almost
is a four letter word
like flit or snit or twit but
what it means
(p)lays beside you in bed
and stays the night
Almost
sounds like a
slow and lingering ((fuck))
whose suspended state of longing
has grown arms in anticipation
Almost
-wraps-itself-
around-you-until-
it-binds-you-to-it-
leaving-you-
nowhere-
to-go-
but-
in
Almost
leaves you petrified
inside )out( in
perplexing liquid limbo
leaving four letter words
your only way (out)
Ariana W. Kim
leaves you petrified
inside )out( in
perplexing liquid limbo
leaving four letter words
your only way (out)
Ariana W. Kim
Almost
Almost
(Part One)
Almost
is a four letter word
like flit or snit or twit but
what it means
(p)lays beside you in bed
and stays the night
Almost
sounds like a
slow and lingering ((fuck))
whose suspended state of longing
has grown arms in anticipation
Almost
leaves you petrified
inside )out( in
perplexing liquid limbo
leaving four letter words
your only way (out)
Almost
-wraps-itself-
around-you-until-
it-binds-you-to-it-
leaving-you-
nowhere-
to-go-
but-
in
Ariana W. Kim
(Part One)
Almost
is a four letter word
like flit or snit or twit but
what it means
(p)lays beside you in bed
and stays the night
Almost
sounds like a
slow and lingering ((fuck))
whose suspended state of longing
has grown arms in anticipation
Almost
leaves you petrified
inside )out( in
perplexing liquid limbo
leaving four letter words
your only way (out)
Almost
-wraps-itself-
around-you-until-
it-binds-you-to-it-
leaving-you-
nowhere-
to-go-
but-
in
Ariana W. Kim
Divorce
Once, two spoons in bed,
now tined forks
across a granite table
and the knives they have hired.
Billy Collins
now tined forks
across a granite table
and the knives they have hired.
Billy Collins
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