Lola eat a nother
Watch me not stopping 99%
I can stop.
staring into the sun. 87%
burns the retina.
it’s not a problem.another one.
Lola eat a man.
like an animated gif. 55%
on/off–programmed in infinite loop.
of course, in-betweens. 35%
children, adults and.
only so many pinks, tans, and fingertips.
all alone, all the same. 20%
another night to load.
another picture, another page. 10%
staring into the flickering darkness.
00%
Author Note: this is a revision of the poem, "Staring into the sun." i was driving back to college one afternoon. i kept staring at the sun while i was driving 60 mph down the road and swerving off the road. the sun was so beautiful that i couldn't take my eyes off it. this poem is about the addicting act of viewing (and reading, mind you!) pornography.
About the author
I live with my wife, an artist, in Indianapolis. Besides poetry, I like to take photographs, read books, travel overseas, and listen to news/political podcasts, college lectures and classic literature. You can read about my approach to poetry on my poetics page. To stay in touch, follow me on Twitter or connect on a variety of other social networks.
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