Revenge Porn, by Adam Lehrer

A Sunday text

Ketamine therapy
Celsius spilled on the floor of the gym, rotten and sour, the bacterial fermentation of digital advertising

Two spics, stoned on bodega weed
Two school girls vomiting, sick from inhaling crack without cleaning the pipe

Online drug dealer, lurking inside your Signal app, taunting your desire
A serial killer in Bushwick

No evidence of such a thing, say the cops, but three bodies has chilled the hood’s nightlife some
Activists losing their rights to free speech, they complain

But foreign agents used to just get hanged, right?
The arc of history bends progressive, as they say

Torture porn? Or tortured by porn?
Delayed ejaculation brought on by death grip syndrome

DE can be just as frustrating as ED, you haven’t properly fucked until you’ve rightly ejaculated
The city’s stench is worse than usual, piss and shit and corpses and junkies

with necrosis on their legs and arms, but it’s not as bad as last summer ,at least
You say the country is a “melting pot” like that’s a positive thing
Everyone is paranoid because the truth hides in plain sight

We’re always trying to wash our hands of all the blood
Blood stains can’t be removed

Fantasies of revenge porn made reality with a cursory knowledge of data uploading
Empowered by a scorned lover’s disempowerment