lust fragment 2
turn your face to the left and look at me
You’ve never been to Honolulu.
Let me take you in my mind.
I’ll meet you at the airport, whip you
straight downtown to show you
everything: There is nothing here.
There is nothing left.
The ships across the water never move.
The bay unfolds itself to the sun and sky.
A highway runs between us on the empty
streets and Aloha Tower, abandoned.
We’ll pass ‘Iolani Palace boarded
up in the blazing afternoon.
The office buildings crumble down.
No one living is around.
The park has yellow grass
under the heavy air. You want it
to rain onto yr moist skin
but it will never rain again.
Turn your face to the left and look at me.
This poem was included in my book "I want you to feel ugly, too," which can be read on issuu. Originally published in Mineral Lit Mag's Lana Del Rey mini issue.
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