BLOODSPORTS by Carter Powers

B•L•O•O•D•S•P•O•R•T•S

by Carter Powers

CW: reference to suicide

Flesh is my least favorite chore

Debris gets drawn in too easily

i wish it could be Someone Else’s responsibility

Stainless steel feels inhuman feels like

me

Strip and search my body

Like a curiosity in a cabinet

Your pupils open to prey

Make a spectacle of my

Intimacy

Penetrable peephole

Reveals a refracted silhouette

A summation of skin

i feel myself

slipping

Sinking into fiberglass

Falling out the faucet

Leaking is so cathartic

Inanimacy is so desirable

So easy

i pretend like last year didn’t happen

And next year i’ll try to forget today

Memory melds into mold

i despise the dinginess of antiquity

im dirty

Maybe i’ll be more myself

If i evaporate my favorite sport is blood

my favorite sport is water

Am i vulnerable enough yet?

Put the condom on

i can see the mildew forming on Your flesh

You haven’t been cleaned in weeks

Forgetfulness is foreign to me

i would make sure You sparkle

If You didn’t already smell like shit

Wax in water

Rind rots away

Pressure washer abrasion

Each minute worn down by friction

Stuck in a cyclical suicide

Wet specimen sanctity

Don’t fucking tap the glass!!!!

Aquatex anxiety

You never even

Look at me

Pantomime patina

Plaster on my body

Everyday

Same thing

i just want it to be over with