I picked the book because the title intrigued me. Honestly I hate putting a 1 star rating especially to a poetry book. Poems are about individual inteI picked the book because the title intrigued me. Honestly I hate putting a 1 star rating especially to a poetry book. Poems are about individual interpretation and are not really up there for a rating in my opinion.
But I dont know. I felt the book was all over the place. And so much anger, rage and angst and I couldn't figure a proper source or justification for it. Some of them were creepy as well.
Tw: Violence, Sexual and Domestic Violence.
Lines like "I wanna masturbate inside your uterus "
" Ow, ow, ow! I want to gut you like a cow: sickle blade-side down your side like an unwanted lover’s touch you must abide because he has the gun. Shut your fucking mouth before I cut off your head and rip off your panties, you fucking tease. " (In a poem called My first time)
" splayed her between two poles with extension cord. I took a scythe, stood like a gardener, and sliced, and splashed. (“Who’s the blood-liberator, baby?”) "
I think the above example was exactly what I should have been expecting in a book called Sex and Suffering. Ugh. With poetry books you cannot be sure if there are more layers to the lines and hence to judge it as is can be precarious. But it does indicate a strong rape-like imagery which is another issue in the book.
And some were just like whut. " I tell you you look beautiful, and you respond with breathing."
The only poem I could remotely stand was the one below but even this showcased some form of anger that I was like uh okay.
"Girl, I’ll never pump you full of crystal meth and fuck you to death.
I’ll never slip strychnine into your wine and gouge your eyes out with the corkscrew.
My sweet Aphrodisian queen, my tender feelings for you are all that keep me from scalpelling out your spleen; they’re all that restrain the thoughts of domination that infest my brain.
The taste of your willing kiss helps me to dismiss the urge to tear out your tongue and feel on it --like rabbit’s foot, for luck-- all day, while drinking Diet Cokes.
Baby, I’ll never bind you to railroad ties and watch your thighs get ground to meal, by wheels, before my astonished eyes.
I think I’ll call you Lion Tamer and hold you gently, with a slight tenseness to my grip. -from this poem called Love Poem
Lot of Greek Myths, Indian Spirituality references in the book. But I didn't feel like they were clever or wonderfully weaved, I was just like huh. Sometimes I even wondered if they were racist or at least inappropriate in nature.
A few poems stood out. I mean I could read them and not feel I wasted my time reading this book. But were they worth picking this book up, Im sorry to say but they weren't sadly....more
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