Free Write 1, Week 3

"Eliot Contra Eliot"

I.

Last night, three people jumped from a bridge:
two men you promised to fuck
and a woman who knew better.

II.

When you left me the second time,
I searched every volcano for Pele's bones.

I keep them in the safe you bought me for Valentine's Day.

III.

After we fucked the first time,
I skewered a dozen magnets and ate them with salt.

IV.

When you held my hand during prayer,
I secretly wished God would smite you in my name.

Oh, how Luis Bunuel cried into my infected ear,
Thank God I'm an atheist!

V.

You are the duct tape around my mouth,
and I am the patron saint of Nothing.