What is this somewhat dirty poem?

June 18, 2009 6:16 PM

When I was in high school (USA, late 1980's) a friend had a poem (copied from a magazine or a book) taped to the inside of her locker. It was Bukowski-esque, but I do not believe it was Bukowski. The line I recall went something like: "I either want to consume or have sex with everything in existence." Can anyone tell me what that poem was? My Google-fu has failed me, and I'd love to find the poem again (either online or in published form). Thank you!
posted by pammeke to writing & language (7 comments total)

Don't know, but it sounds a lot like this lyric from Nine Inch Nails:

I want to be everywhere
I want to know everything
I want to fuck everyone in the world
I want to do something that matters

Maybe Trent read the same poem?
posted by starvingartist at 8:09 PM on June 18

I can't say for sure (my googling attempts failed), but could it have been Jim Morrison? I used to get a book of Jim Morrison poems from the library every month (when I was in junior high), and he had a similar style. I don't know if this can be searched through.
posted by Mael Oui at 9:04 PM on June 18

Don't know it but I'd bet everything it's not Buk. I can't see him using the word consume in this fashion. Further, I've read everything he published before dying and it doesn't seem familiar to me.
posted by You Should See the Other Guy at 9:26 PM on June 18

A few remarks:

* We were goth kids, so it would not surprise me to find that Trent was reading the same stuff we were.

* It could definitely have been Jim - the friend in question was a Doors fan. I'll try that avenue.

* The line could have been, alternately, "I want to either eat or fuck the whole world." But I trust your sense that it's unfamiliar to you, and therefore highly unlikely to be Buk's (or Charlie's, to continue the informality).

Thank you for your thoughts and assistance!
posted by pammeke at 12:51 AM on June 19

That line actually sounds a bit like Anaïs Nin to me.
posted by Valuev at 4:38 AM on June 19

i doubt this is it, but i woulda had it in MY locker if i had read it then:

Richard Brautigan -

""Fuck Me Like Fried Potatoes"
Fuck me like fried potatoes
on the most beautifully hungry
morning of my God-damn life.


i loves me some Brautigan.. :)
posted by axmikel at 4:49 PM on June 19

To me, it sounds like something Kathy Acker could have written (Blood and Guts in High School, et al), though she's more prose than poem.
posted by dreamphone at 9:59 PM on June 19