AND I WANT A WHOLE FULL LIFE I WANT EIGHTY GODDAMN YEARS AND I WANT ARMFULS OF LOVE AND FISTFULS OF GAY TRANNY SEX AND A HOCKING THROATFUL OF MY MORNING ASPHALT VOICE AND I WANT A KEEN EDGE FOR THE KITCHEN AND A KEENER EDGE FOR THE ROAD AND I WANT SHOTGUN AND I WANT YOU IN THE DRIVER’S SEAT WITH GERARD WAY SCREAMING THAT THIS AIN’T A ROOM FULL A SUICIDES AND I WANT A HUG AND I WANT A HOME AND I WANT TO ROAM THIS WORLD WITHOUT FEAR I WANT THE TERROR TO NEVER FIND ME AGAIN AND I WANT TO WATCH THE TOWERS TURN AND I WANT TO WATCH THE CASTLES QUAKE IN THE BREEZE LIKE A MINNOW IN THE GRAY MOUTH OF SAND LAKE AND I WANT SOMETHING VICIOUS AND SOMETHING RED AND SOMETHING CRUEL AND SOMETHING DEAD I WANT THE FUTURE WE WERE OWED I WANT TO KNOW MY FATHER HURTS I WANT THE POUND OF A STORM OVER THE CAPITOL AND I WANT HOT BUTTERY PISS ON THE AMERICAN FLAG AND I WANT A BODY THAT LOVES ME BACK AND I WANT A WORLD MADE FOR US AND I WANT EVERY KING SLAUGHTERED AND EVERY DAUGHTER RAISED AND I WANT THE CONQUEST OF RATS AND THE VICTORY OF MICE I WANT THE JUSTICE OF ROACHES AND A KINGDOM OF DOGS I WANT A WAR WITH HEAVEN AND A BLESSING FROM HELL I WANT A BLACKOUT CURTAIN AND A FALLOUT CURSE I WANT SOMETHING GOOD AND I WANT SOMETHING WORSE AND FUCK I WANT US ALL TO SURVIVE I WANT TO BE ALIVE I WANT TO LIVE I WANT TO BE ALIVE HERE WITH YOU
[originally at https://beestungmag.com/issue18/two-poems-by-nora-hikari/]
