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My Lilith Lives at Motel 6 No Wonder She's a Busted Up Bitch

Poem by Kiki Stack 2023

By Kiki StackPublished 3 years ago • 3 min read

Secret walking snare

Techno hearted electric seer

Psycho pompous priestex

Who does this weirdddd

Shamanic sex thing

Relishing in loud secrecy

Too real and cheery

To invite investigation

Fringe bangs differentiate

Nothing interesting

Esotericism never told me

You better stand for something

Just got on the floor with me

And said fuck everything

And I was like…bet?

Envisioning my cash cow

Before that was a thing

You said about free stuff

He said girl

I can’t take you anywhere

If you act like there’s a diamond

Lodged in every fearful face

It’s just not logical

Goes against whatever

These scared moths

Find so safe about

This place that

Is gonna die

like the bodies

at after party ridge

Says the boy who

wouldn’t hoe his corn

Bad guys told us

Desire is disgusting

Even got us to believe

Nourishing rain

Will bless our land

Without any dancing

All y’all do is lie

Nothings gonna stick

There’s an upside down mountain

Full of tropical tricks

Tryna make the best rise up

first forsake the worst

Get em cuddly and stoned

Put some pedals on the floor

get some salt and come

Toss a welcome womb

in a Players Circle

Or a playa that’s circular

Pagan Poetry is just a song

And Jesus doesn’t fit in

A money clip, right?

Lucifer needs

to borrow the car

While we laugh at ghosts

In a boarded up room

Black lights and glow bbs

Turn the blanket fort

Where you use and hide

Into a chill dome

Where fake lashes

Become butterflies

Finally an enviroment

You’re inner ear

Can thrive in

Let’s play Nu-metal Bible

Versus food coloring splasher

If you keep throwing hot wheels

At my face during the cut scenes

There will be M&Ms on the tv

If you actualize me

I’ll take you out back

to the pomegranate tree

Load up the airsoft gun

With all the bloody beads

Go buckwild hunting

I’ll paint these streetz

As red as sheets

Even Lilith wonders

How far I’ll go

Are these kids alright?

It’ll be chill though

I insight justice when I cry

Angels share their snow

MSG is sweet

Someone’s gotta break

the high men

That whole caged animal thing

Isn’t a bit or a bribe

after some convincing

I’m unbridled and trustworthy

The doors never had hinges

anyway

Drag em to the light

They’ll throw the rusty

Tools away!

there

You’ve loosened the restraints

Don’t put googly eyes on that, deer

Vibrations seem to liberate

In an eerie labyrinth ring

Hands off my eyes

I walked through

flames in infancy

You’ll just end up

accelerating

the tricks

up my sleeves

Biblical watergates

Are dimly lit comparatively

anamnesis accessed

Way too quickly

Damnit open up

Trust placates me

I was born for great depths

More interesting

Then a sound mind

And a body high

The manifest said

Clear the air

Billboard read

Disappear here

Welcome to the summer

Of our disco tent

You set up the fancy

Tech enclosure

The stinging nettle tapestry

I’ll enact to protect

We’re structurally bound

Golden globs get farther

Our drip makes a sound

Kid around and find out

If you drop something

It’ll land in a wagon

I gotchu covered

Wise saturnian smiles

totemic idling with a dragon

Neptune to you too

How low can we go without

Can you find me a gun to drink?

Backstroke through the maze

Hornitos is what I crave

Mickeys should be fine

It just has to sting

The imaginarian dreamt up

A creature he thinks

Can reunite Sparkle Motion

for that comedic fighting

Technique I thought I’d scene

The lighting at the corner store

Is where we’re gonna capture

Your best blue steel

Ignore the guy in the wicker chair

He’s not that scary

It’s not like you brought offerings

You’re like the opposite of me

You don’t stack cash

And you overthink

I like you for other things

The chairman ain’t gonna crush

If there’s nothing undernearth

He doesn’t even mess with me

Shiny wrappers and gold teeth

I’m the Hot Pink Angel

trimmin her way

To the top

of the Litmus Tree

There’s blood on the van

Knock it off

We’ve got places to be

Turn toward your neighbor

And say

Wipe me down

This Christmastime

Back into the woods

With black ice in my teeth

behind box trucks

Sticky ruckusness

Big thanks to the crew

For twarting crysissus

Forcefield Maintainence

Ain’t easy to do

I think I’ll walk into the moon

Over and onward

Jupiteerinfly

Til I’m cool and blue

From sparking bubbles

In orbits I choose

surreal poetry

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    Written by Kiki Stack