Cum one
cum all
cum to me
Video
me
on my stage
in my
Drome
Central Park
i am outrage
this is
cutting
edge
paid for
by my
father on
the Upper East
I am
naked
American flag
draped
around
sun bed
shoulder blades
look out
onto the
audience
they adore
abomination
so that
is what
i will give
them
my name
is Maxi
Renn
Behold
i am the
Great Eroder
cutting the
binds
that
tie my
ligaments
together
through the stars
and stripes
stretched out
over my forearm
the statement will
be basic
but they will
lap it up
if i call it
Performance Art
Cutting
Edge
Cutting
with the
razor
raising brows
reactions
from the
crowd
are the
ones
i want
become
swept up
in the sensation
of dehumanisation
feel
your skin
crawl
feel yourself
aroused
by the gore
your organs
pulse and protrude
skinny jeans
as i ejaculate
though the veins
i have spread
for you
a smile
perfect
in every
way
direct from
Sunsett-
ing over
my stage
a photographer
snaps the image
cements me
as icon
for Vanity Fair
the crowd
adore
me
cheer
roar
rasping
for
more
of me
the razor
limp between
pedicured
finger tips
stainless steel
has my essence
flowing
from the edge
one of my fans
blonde haired
blue eyed
all
American
in short shorts
and a cut off
tee
is in
the front
row she
opens
her mouth
and her
head
rocks back
eyes
eclipsing
as i let
myself
gush between
pretty
red lips
she swallows
lips a new
shade of
red
and winks at me
pierced tongue
running
around the rim
of the gash
she uses
to smile
good girl
i think
i went to
school
with her
she went
to Dalton
too
a couple
of grades
below
she'll
deny it
if i ask
she will
never admit
she's rich
i know
her sort
hanging
out in Yonkers
in the day
to be edgy
with her
hipster friends
back to 72nd
and Central
by five
for dinner at
the Dakota
with her folks
my performance
must be
conveniently
close
to home
for her
the world
becomes
hazy
blurred
the audience
look
better this way
they look
like
they go on
forever
a wave
of well
spoken whites
washed up
across
central park
to be drawn
out like
the tide
when the show
is over
when i become
mainstream
faceless
fans are
howling
frenzied
cheers
for more
they
want
the encore
i am
to live
up to the title
on the fliers
i sent out
i will bubble
away
as
legend
a temporary
titan for
a tidal
generation
of would
be idols
if only
they had
the ideas
that possess
the greats
like me
my left
arm
is still
leaking
onto
centre stage
but on
with the show
my right hand
snakes up
to the rope
hanging above
my head
the bucket
it has been
attached to
rocks a
little
perched
on the
rafters
like a
vulture
waiting
for its
moment
i
pull
the
rope
swiftly
a
sheet
of
clear
water
descends
like
a bursting
bubble
hits the flesh
with hissing
i do
not
scream
as sulphuric
acid
helps
me
become
in
famous
it
strips
my tan
from my
flesh
from
my
bones
like
paint
thinner
smog
rises up
like vapour
after
a storm
its thick
like cigar
smoke
smells
like burning
bacon
and
French
caloungue
the American
flag
is fused
to perfect
pecs
i feel
the
colours
that dont
run
betray their
vows
run away
run off
washboard
abs
in the
Niagara Falls
of my decay
it feels
like
I'm
in
my
wet
room
thanks
to the lines
backstage
that have
made me
superman
i am superman
i am
the Great Eroder
Eroder
Erodes
slips
down
into the
plug hole
i had
set up
before
i arrived
to be
sold
by the gallon
to my
fans
when i
become
nothing more
than
myth
and bone
the labels
read
'Liquid Legend:
the Great Eroder'
they will
think it's
cool
it's too
repulsive
not to be
i am
a god
to them
pure(e)
rebellion
a suicide superstar
Hotter than Hunter
Cooler than Cobain
Bigger than Jesus
the crowd
are still
cheering
when my eyes
give way
burst
like blisters
in the sulphuric
tears
i shed
the tears
the tears
are happy
tears
as i drop
to
my knees
cheers wash
through
me
wash
a smile
across
the wasteland
of my face
no lips
left
for them
to notice
it
but
that
doesn't
matter
they love
me
they really
love me
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