tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15357882463625977002024-03-05T03:26:40.471-05:00what do you see when you turn out the light?adahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03934314944044372946noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535788246362597700.post-66999678169164737372009-11-04T16:33:00.002-05:002009-11-04T16:36:00.565-05:00Proof v. 2.0<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: courier new;">((For extra credit: See </span><a style="font-family: courier new;" href="http://ringowrotethree.blogspot.com/2008/10/proof.html">Proof v. 1.0</a><span style="font-family: courier new;">))</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">Hanging parallel in the hallway:</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">crayon sunflowered sombrero</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">versus</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">primary potato prints.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">Paring knife product inches higher.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">Backpacks, one blue,</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">one pink, brighten the curb</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">while floods of crooked ponytails</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">and skinned knees screech</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">toward toys and juice boxes.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">A row of Labrador Retrievers,</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">all drool and fluff,</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">jigsawed into 250 pieces for</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">the space between the third</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">and tenth clock tallies.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">Metal box bearing cold sodas,</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">off-green, brown, orange,</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">condensation and coins,</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">yards from a light over a door—</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">flashing white.</span></span>adahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03934314944044372946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535788246362597700.post-64147013487414552152009-09-28T10:13:00.008-04:002009-09-28T18:56:14.718-04:00.scalps.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">((Finally-finally, thanks to the sharp eye of C.H.))</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br />selfish-esteem business booms<br />stocks soar no accountability<br />for age recession for complaint<br />for badness bear holey right<br />socks but they ask blood for<br />basics beg attention all turns<br />twist break bone then skin to<br />bask in beautiful tone propaganda<br />the boys into late nights in lofts<br />laps and lingering </span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span">i thought she<br />was in love</span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"> print pamphlets on<br />the subject of she’s pie charts<br />line graphs explaining how<br />exponential need be in minds<br />like these the sorts represented<br />across a nation’s windows<br />programmed to weigh below<br />120, hip = bust, iq (<) complexion</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">mathematics skin-centered</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">society what difference between</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">blemish-free actress selling</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">lipstick t-shirt bottled water and</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">her beaming grandmother poster-</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">printed </span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span">heil</span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">ing for genocide</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">takes breasts low body fat to</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">pitch the product eye locked on</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">boy-prize proclaim the notch</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">above and SMILE so her tears</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">burn passersby who hear </span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span">i’m not<br />allowed to have fun</span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"> theories in<br />meaning-over-makeup: beauty<br />contests prettied-up penis envy<br />betray all allies boost sales and<br />swear your target peace of mind</span></span></div>adahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03934314944044372946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535788246362597700.post-17856400440617084172009-09-24T21:42:00.001-04:002009-09-24T21:44:21.568-04:00TITLE NEEDED<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: courier new;">Syllables broken across the chalkboard, baton in hand, she points, teaching translation of English from Unconscious: <span style="font-style: italic;">Projection is key. Think “Don’t blink” or consider breathing techniques, muscle memory.</span> Exchanging baton for socket set, she dismantles missiles, rotary phones, marvels when words line insides. She shuffles the letters, pastes them on yellow signs by puddles: <span style="font-style: italic;">No wading, No diving, No swimming</span> and <span style="font-style: italic;">Water too turbulent for human consumption</span>. Historically speaking, she holds no interest in history except for evolution, etymology—she recently renamed the earth for everyday imagining.</span></span>adahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03934314944044372946noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535788246362597700.post-24625802227384735422009-09-15T20:56:00.006-04:002009-09-24T21:47:56.806-04:00.maps., v. 2<span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" >At 40 degrees Latitude and -73 Longitude,<br />he handed me a children’s book and I shook<br />my head. He called me “kidnappable,” said,<br />“Oh,” too often, stayed four of seven days.<br /><br />I asked the difference of 27 and 21.<br />He answered, “China,” offered more word<br />math: Flatter + Dryer = Topography,<br />Beard (<) Bald, so, “Sleep next to me.”<br /><br />He plucked leaf-skeletons away, pushed<br />back onto grass and demanded other-than-<br />animal visions from rain clouds. I tried<br />to teach arms aren’t all the same.<br /><br />We adapted, sponges, made a plan:<br />Grant good, honest honey. Trade poisons.<br />Crest clavicle and come closer. Whisper,<br />“Watch while I become less bad.”<br /><br />He rose, angel begging anchor,<br />followed words about bone, took trains,<br />traced the tunnels of my brain,<br />slipped page-presents under my door.<br /><br />Water-logged, he left for land, mailed<br />message later, “Dehydrate. Just juggle<br />beards, Little Poet, and glue of broken<br />continents. Mountains will miss you.”</span>adahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03934314944044372946noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535788246362597700.post-19156174052382560602009-07-20T16:02:00.001-04:002009-07-20T16:06:16.484-04:00maps<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:courier new;">she told me “flatter and dryer” was topography</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">still so simple wanting you on top of me</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">dehydrate consider common: black stones</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">white stones grid stretched wrapped round</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">rock call longitude yet don’t go no room</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">for overlap wanting something so much it’s</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">trodding trouble so no. more. words. no</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">wires or wondering just juggle beard baby</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">broken continents sang song of shaking</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">cords suggested sequence hand shook head</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">shook lowered lips lingered wrapped “oh”</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">echo of adverb in maze behind eyes feeling</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">bent launched lyrical the puzzle progress</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">my “child” to your “mystic movement” sipped</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">silence once seven then four days granted</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">good honest honey traded poisons crest</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">clavicle and came closer whispered watch</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">me become less bad more flow followed words</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">about bone took trains traced the tunnels</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">of my brain fingers hard hands along grooves</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">to read mind here’s white number one no 90’s</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">an angel asking anchor acting aged cry cry</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">creep back to black the beard buying drinks</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">each night making light ‘til less most</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">martyr like an ancestor red is the new</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">nothing who is one to attempt tackling</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">the big in you still young kneenoankle</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">high pea planted first of july sweat your</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">mountainside arms aren’t all the same might</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">hold tighter self-defense your defense only</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">with a license and I’ve no signature</span><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span></span>adahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03934314944044372946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535788246362597700.post-58963724781507653202009-04-06T14:54:00.004-04:002009-08-19T13:36:32.167-04:00fairy tale<span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" ><br />((note: the formatting is super-wrong, but i am no html savant, and don't care enough to learn. see me in person if you want the actual poem.))<br /><br /><br /><br />-------------------------<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />She takes the bottle<br /><br /><br />from<br /><br />Me red -splash- drip like<br /><br /> Laugh through<br /><br />walls<br /><br />I’ll<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Write</span> in tile and sunlight<br /><br /> a<br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Thanks</span><br /><br />BENDS<br /><br />the binding of my<br /><br /><br />Ray for<br /><br />every<br /><br />reason<br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">dream</span><br /><br /><br />The <span style="font-family:georgia;">Japanese</span> walls<br /><br /><br />Book<br />won’t buy<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">(steals) </span><br /><br />Another other<br />each coming night<br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Lines</span> and stutter steps<br /><br />Away<br /><br />lips purple for days<br /><br /><br /><br />Wavering<br />violin<br />eyes<br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">ever</span></span>adahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03934314944044372946noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535788246362597700.post-6004218461584619582009-03-30T00:23:00.003-04:002009-08-19T13:37:17.732-04:00if i gave you seven days, could you be god? -&- microcorpses<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:courier new;">if i gave you seven days, could you be god?</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">i never thought a day to rest worthwhile.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">see, six aren’t enough to write the world’s equation</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">and you won’t conceive another option of creation.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">dance first dazzling (after you make dance and dazzle and first),</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">thinking and dropping five basics before recipe includes each.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">stars love sea home crash.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">from stars find connect-the-dots, soul, legend, blood and birth.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">soul + blood = birth of man.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">now love makes mess and bricks to the backs</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">of hairless heads.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">sea sustain. drop to drink. drown dented skulls float</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">home. crash culture, dishes, daddy just hit mommy at the</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">dinner table, but don’t speak or dessert smears the wall.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">how many parentheses does it take to contain?</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">pages, pens, playful layers of fractals?</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">is god too big now?</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">can you do the math?</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">-------------------------------------</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Microcorpses</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">He wondered aloud the possibility</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Of earning merit badges for poop.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">You get them for helping old ladies</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Cross the street; why not for taking</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">An exceptional dump? Or for discovering</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">The defecatory habits of squirrels? Or</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">For playing archeologist and excavating</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">The return of that penny</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">You swallowed when you were five</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Hanging upside-down on your bed</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">And knew better than to put coins in</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Your mouth but liked the taste of copper?</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">I told him about a minister I knew</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Who preached that love is imagining</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Your other on the pot, and loving</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Him the same. We smiled,</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Telepathizing queries about God’s shit.</span></span>adahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03934314944044372946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535788246362597700.post-38457910133087310892009-02-27T09:31:00.002-05:002009-08-19T13:37:40.926-04:00the unnatural scale<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:courier new;">but where</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">did we float on this sea of sound?</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">jetsammy davis jr. might hold</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">the truth of evolution, but he</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">can’t even be seen anymore. ironic</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">for a man who couldn’t really see well</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">in the first place. we one-eye-balled</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">into devolution. lost track of the devil.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">then daniel johnston. what i mean to say is</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">i agree, sir. heard word there’s a circle</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">where we follow back down laddered language</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">‘til cavemen mock our grunts and simplicity. i agree</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">jimi put clapton in his place, but you know townshend</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">won’t back down ‘til underground and why not</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">mention paler fingers plucking? holcomb’s banjo led</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">long fingers to short and all they see are</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">breasts and plastic surgery but</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Shhhhh!</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">bet with eyes closed dolly could quote roscoe.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">one up him, even. (dylan wouldn’t cite her, though.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">hop the train to another town to tell them</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">you carried bound bandana on a stick</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">when first class was the way.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">the difference doesn’t figure out</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">(and here’s to every song you twirled to</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">to make the record skip ‘n’ scratch.)</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">shake again like little.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">two sugars,</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">no milk,</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">made irish,</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">but you know</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">then</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">the color</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">don’t change.</span></span>adahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03934314944044372946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535788246362597700.post-15647083112878622872009-02-15T10:40:00.000-05:002009-02-15T10:41:43.821-05:00no, sweetie<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: courier new;">“Mmm-ah-nn… going to California?”</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">“No, sweetie. Nobody’s going to California.”</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">“Not even the muffins?”</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">I live these wakings of wheelbarrows and</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">Wonder but it’s been years since I wrote</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">poems of love without fear. I wandered</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">French Markets, un-streets, your abandoned</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">three-dollar theater, and comparison failed</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">until she got fitted for my frames. What</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">adoration adorns itself in traps? Finger</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">painted figures clutching hands before beliefless</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">church, but wait— only one clings. She’ll</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">buckle, the Angry Blade. Find her own</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">city. Swell sweet for someone else.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">No, sweetie. Nobody’s going Uptown.</span></span>adahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03934314944044372946noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535788246362597700.post-75454259120741848292009-01-22T23:07:00.001-05:002009-01-22T23:07:54.379-05:00Weight of the Steady Beat<span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">Weight of the Steady Beat</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">The angle of my balcony allows a view of the swing set in one of those</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">playgrounds that appears every three blocks in Brooklyn.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">I sit with Paul watching a scene I’ve waited 20 years to see:</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">four children swinging the two in the middle flying perfect time</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">two outer kids offbeating as by metronome.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">I laugh. You’re an offbeat.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">Paul laughs. My only words all afternoon.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">PK begs affection insists pigtail pulling sand throwing</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">he hasn’t seen drunken attention heard comments trying</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">to negotiate an embrace or a lift.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">I have to remind AJ to close her blinds so we can leave experience at exposed leg.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">I put out todays tenth cigarette and exit to enter my room hoping</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">to accomplish something greater than abstract thought.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">Angel Hair Sleeps With A Boy In My head more unturned than</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">not. I steal photography prints left neglected. Surround myself</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">with strangers and their memories. That song</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">reminds me of my father. I push my smiles for him elsewhere:</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">You need to wash the dishes.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">You’re going to need to wash your face after my fist hits it.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">I make PK go with Paul. They’ll be out ‘til I wake.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">See I have this fear of knives. And nighttime. And kids with nothing to do.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">Previous scars leave me with folded arms at a party.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">They smile like it’s acceptable. I can’t drink without</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">worry of bruised wrists bloody pants the next day.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">Drinking remedies this condition—two beers</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">equal fear three leave arms dangling ready for consideration.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">Paul spills his second drink always my cleaning leaves</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">him yelling. You aren’t my mother. Leave me alone.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">Thank you for taking care of me. You’re the best. I’m sorry</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">for yelling. And for hitting on you. I do that to everyone.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">I smile. He takes the dripping toilet paper to the trash.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">I read until phrases blur to run-on words that still hold meaning.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">The rain dissipated two days ago. I feel it missing. The carpet</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">on the balcony still seeps water into my heels so I shower before bed.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">I saved the packaging AJ got when she went to the store. It says</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">5 pk kids’ hangers. I want to marry him tomorrow.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">I wonder if my thoughts were classified rude proud trustless and they</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">walked around like people would he consider loving me in spite.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">A lighthouse props itself on my dresser alongside a skeleton on a bicycle.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">I consider this a portrait of my insides. They display me more than</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">the shirts and skirts contained below.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">They call it strain because it seems as though you are being pressed into,</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">Extruded through tiny holes. I click on my lamp and there is no bulb</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">so I build reflectors and use the hallway light.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">What do the Amish do when it is windy and they have only candles?</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">PK reads in place of working and takes cards at the gym</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">a few hours a week. I made him a playlist including hiphop</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">because I couldn’t imagine him listening to it.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">Paul asks me to punch him. I slap as compromise. PK pouts. Flirting.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">No. Flirting is disguise for lust. I resign myself to reside in first grade puzzles of manner. Striking is pure affection. Which is why he has</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">his bruises and Paul gets open palm.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">Whatever. Keep comments Let me know when</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">support can be an option. My bed turned King-sized but short.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">My imagination dimmed in exchange for kisses.</span></span>adahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03934314944044372946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535788246362597700.post-43055430386185123012008-12-21T13:08:00.000-05:002008-12-21T13:09:37.128-05:00another sort of thing<span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><a href="http://bluesshoutblind.wordpress.com"><span style="font-family: courier new;">blog-blog</span></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">if you want...</span></span>adahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03934314944044372946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535788246362597700.post-33901522300492193972008-12-21T11:50:00.000-05:002008-12-21T11:52:40.553-05:00associates<span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">leather jackets change the mind</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">of even the toga’d</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">girl beyond grace</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">drape you in dull blue</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">dream see that your organs</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">belong to this musical world</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">your j-name all decibels and</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">nervous flicking of marb reds</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">demands seem charm</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">but hear a voice singing thigh</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">accidents ruin dreams of</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">japanese babies burnt marshmallow-</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">ringed mouths and l’s as y’s thought</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">i sought damseldom five-year-</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">olds never know and if they do take</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">my eyes ears all i lost stuck</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">cigarettes in the treasure box purple</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">respect never intended for this to</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">extend beyond point a your accidental</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">runway propels you to admired</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">wish i could ask you to messenge:</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">giant clothespin paperwork with three</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">carbon copies wasted $1000</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">recovery doesn’t begin with</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">intent to heal hurt opt for</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">fainting over running mad</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">every inch steams higher ‘til</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">boiling like wilderness survival</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">is trial living forgotten</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">i will never be your friend</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">no waif light-skulled dark-</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">skinned loose-smiled forget</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">dreams for kept company no</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">confidence unsex yourself</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">tomorrow pump out tears toward</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">me you chose black</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">leather you chose fuck you</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">you chose why not just drop</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">the baton girl you can’t have</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">distance once he’s through</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">keys must jingle lights must</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">glare voice must crack silence</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">soothes explanation re-rips</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">a ready-gaping hole designed</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">that way yes not so wide</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">swallow words after no</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">is not enough and screams</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">don’t cross your mind blameblame</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">push off mother pumped her own</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">tears fears pushed further than</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">fair hold tight to remainders like</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">math he will want those too add</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">up what little he left nights and</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">noons fear midday walks to necessity</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">what if he’s there with his growing</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">hair and need to spread lies does it</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">hurt for me to ignorant and laugh</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">show my crooked brilliant teeth else</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">where while he tries to eye me your</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">constancy despite connection finds</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">you fair game for acts for which</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">they hit people in the head with</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">bricks leave them to die because</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">all crime boils to theft he steals jesus</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">girl i will beg if you might open one</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">and close another he tears i still</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">shut when they ask if action will be</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">taken will i man up after being made</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">so very much a woman after what</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">was stolen i don’t want the rest in</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">today why worry for you your face</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">too angelic your thoughts too clear</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">thirteen beers couldn’t hit hard enough</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">for you to not scream not claw not</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">weep i only didn’t i only complied don’t</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">eat overeat 73 pages key in palm</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">consideration of lock note a no quill no</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">dream fuck punk fuck drinks fuck</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">dance fuck you fuck sheets fuck bed</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">fuck no.</span><br /></span>adahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03934314944044372946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535788246362597700.post-46085378395407868912008-12-19T12:48:00.003-05:002008-12-19T12:55:01.050-05:00white phosphorus wedding -&- open up<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">we are ready to go around 3, and bobby</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">pushes to the second. not about koj’s bragging</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">rights or my sinus infection. about bobby’s son</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">jason. about 30 years and 3 days of shaking calls.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">about the wedding. i sit between koj and</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">kenji and try not to say anything that</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">will disappoint mother keiko.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">she’s dressed finer than me, mentions trying</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">four states before settling on her dress. i</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">can’t remember where i got mine, but i know</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">it cost less than $15 and it is out of season.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">on the sidewalk bobby tells me i am responsible</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">for straightening his bowtie, and i wonder</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">how much he wanted a daughter.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">kenji holds my hand, smiling at me and laughing</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">when i realize the skin between my nose and</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">lip is chapped, peeling from blowing my nose</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">so much. the church is the kind investing more</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">money in stained glass than i will in my education.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">i tell kenji our wedding will be outside with a picnic</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">sandwich ice cream reception and he can’t wear</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">a tuxedo. he holds my hand tighter.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">keiko and bobby get their flowers. us kids sit.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">second row feels too close. kenji sees nothing</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">but the mechanics of the organ.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">i see nothing but the way jason looks</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">at kristina. the reverend blesses the marriage,</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">keiko and bobby pose for the “father/son/</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">stepmother” photo, and we get back in the car.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">the country club of virginia looks like a plantation</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">paid for by $100 thousand a year membership fees.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">the bar is open, though, the wine is sweet, and kenji</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">and koj want irish coffees. the whiskey soothes.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">kenji kisses my cheek, twirls me through crowds.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">the men smoking want to talk politics and my tattoo.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">one of them steals my champagne during</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">the toast and cuts in when kenji and i feel up</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">to dancing. koj tells me keiko knows that i smoke.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">i worry that i will be found unfit. kenji’s other girls</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">didn’t smoke. didn’t smoke, didn’t drink, didn’t speak.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">koj tells me not to worry. “she likes you. and bobby</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">really loves you.” i smile. i know koj likes me too.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">the servers bring out grits, and i eat two plates.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">the couple cuts the cake and talks about meeting,</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">he dances with his mom, her with her dad,</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">and we wish them well, lighting their exit with</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">sparklers instead of throwing rice. the guy i saw</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">getting high on the porch burns holes into his hand.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">i pull kenji away from him, and keiko yells for us to</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">get in the car again.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">will you? come with… father not long… mother… week while… wedding… wine, cheese, finery… equalizing… i promise you are smarter than anyone there… same name church… same name brother… no blood, but… beer gin wine whiskey champagne laden sweet words… trolley tracks… fake fire feels different… you’re not gonna tell me what it means? no… for the last time… you don’t have to tell… voting is private… like your name… your face… their dance… would you?</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">would… you? attend… obligation… limited to smiles… limited to sitting still… limited to don’t cough during the ceremony. it sounds so terrible on the audio… i will… hold your hand… we will walk… out the back door… off the porch… to the place where grass feels like cotton… you fear… them, don’t you? yes… money only means three forks at dinner… are you using both at once? at least… you have the enzyme… no id but the enzyme… jacket gives you away… but you… give away smokes… speak southern… fit in… will you?</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">will you? willing… greater than able… mom will talk looser… confide in you… has he had any since 8? answer… you… wear it all open… wear frugality… wear smaller town… wear humble… hide only lights and scent… father figure likes you best… can see little you… she gets it. she sees what i deal with. you crazies… a decade… but relate… dance with us. we know you can break it down… 30 years and they make you smile… you admire mom… far away dress… beads… hides excitement ‘til two drinks… you hide one up… would you?</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><br /></span>adahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03934314944044372946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535788246362597700.post-36218713723223947012008-12-17T12:14:00.007-05:002008-12-21T11:53:07.065-05:00fast forward<span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><div><span class="Apple-style-span">((i think my stomach noises may cause an uproar of another sort in this here computer lab...))</span></div><div><br /></div><div>(((pee-ess: pick up a copy of ubiquitous if you haven't yet. i might even go all ellery and sign it for you.)))</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span">he could have your hair sweaty<br />hands ever-present close<br />clamp beds and buy a better every<br />things hold higher less adaptation<br />is underrated you be darwin i'll<br />be the weaker species declassify<br />recollection still find fractals along<br />my skin seek cells within cells<br />within me isn't there room<br />for tiny hands they might sweat<br />like mine no mis-hearings no<br />misfirings none of my selfish shaking<br />mistakes might she learn a little<br />waltz wander out swagger whistle<br />never whisper call shy sassy slant-<br />eye i would try now to stop the<br />drinking smoking slighting if<br />you like more practical promising<br />budget balance weigh words well-<br />wish no curses swear eventuality<br />i might love him more she might<br />be my all hold fast fistfuls of<br />grass bed gap television on too<br />long just hold my sweaty hands your<br />hair has always been my favorite.</span></span></span>adahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03934314944044372946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535788246362597700.post-6974990195135844002008-12-07T11:15:00.009-05:002008-12-21T11:53:30.712-05:00Dream Haibun Series<span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >((note: the formatting doesn't want to work, and i don't have time to learn the html to make it so. thusly, the second half of each haibun is formatted incorrectly. i am posting just to make colleen smiley. finals are killing me...))<br /><br />((pee-ess: if you don't know what a haibun is... <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Haibun">check it out</a>.))<br /><br /><br />If I Took the Test, I'd Fail</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >((for M.J.))</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >The fun house holds no fun, only fear. If I were, if I were, if I were Yao-Ming-ed, cartoon-eyed, Quasimodo'd, snaked, ((late)) Marlon Brando'd, frowning, frowning. Bathroom mirror. Discomfort, but me. Then fear again. Pivot profile, hipbones, ribbones, collarbones, pelvisbones gone now, snow skin stretched to transparency, and a creature curling, cooing inside. Face front, face the face of wisdom, wear, weary. As though belly might over-mature, leaving me full up with less-than-cuddly corpse. Look away, look up, look again. Skin still see-through, but face now embryonic. Baby. Pre-birth, pre-life.</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >Feeding</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >i said</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left; font-family: courier new;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> "baby"<br /></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: left; font-family: courier new;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> expecting the word<br /></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" > to fall</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" > a</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" > w</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" > a</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" > y</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >but baby held on</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >hyperpregnancy</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >no process</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" > pure progress</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >instant wisdom squared</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" > one left with weight</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >pre-sexed pre-life</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" > umbilical. cord. confusion.</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left; font-family: courier new;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> puree<br /> or<br /> prunes?<br /></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >…Will You?</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >((after N.R.))</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >Lately You’ve Been Showing Up Alot. <span style="font-style: italic;">Down each avenue or via</span>. Mayer or Martin—I’m not sure who my dream wants me to be, but I’ll manage either. Certainty. And I’ll run into you, but I’m here for my brother, the entertainment factor, the fishes. <span style="font-style: italic;">You can see 'em disappearing, two by two</span>. Dive down! So we run to catch up and watch. ‘That’s the one I saw up there!’ ‘No, it’s not. You’re dumb.’ Doesn’t matter. I know I run as fast as fish swim. Soaked slip, sneakers squeak from the overhead splash zone. <span style="font-style: italic;">I am only one, and that is one too few</span>. My turn for microphone melody. So, Mr. Martin, I guess I’m chugging, channeling you. <span style="font-style: italic;">But in Rome, do as the Romans do</span>…</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >Acquaintance</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >…will you?</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >c. o. n. n. e. c. t.… t. h. e. … d. o. t. s…… with me?</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >jump jelly</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" > to sea horse</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" > to sea star</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >these weren’t the names we learned as children.</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >lost fish.</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" > where do second halves go?</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >Remodeling</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >((for P.K.H.))</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >You were there. You always are. You say things I think you think and I hurt. Help. Here: a man, cruel, holds you, angers me. Hands. Off. To a dive on 4th Street where you beg drinks of all. My. Job. My. Pleasure. Robbed. And you are gone. I walk back, see the man. Tiles askew, he laying with fresh cement. He laughs. 'Where is she?' 'Look around. You'll find her.' He pours more cement, tearing up with laughter. No. He smoothes it. No. No. He lays a tile. No. No. NO. Body chemicals are sticky on the outside. If you are the binder his bones will be the accent.</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >Penned</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >un-venge.</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" > night-less-mares.</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >live in chicken wire</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" > walls holes filled</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" > with scenario:</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" > another, fucking up,</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" > repulsion,</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >age,</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" > work, disinterest,</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" > death.</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >even in dreams,</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" > i. stand. down.</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >Landscaping for Jealous Love</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >((for peace of mind))</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >I want you awake when I wake. I want your sleep fueling my sleep. And I want your time zone within mine. But barely breath no chance like you daylight save two months too soon twelve hours off. My dreams bring out of reach matching schedules and he takes time off to tread miles across city field around the track of eternal argument. Emits saccharine genetically enhanced taste of "bitter" flattered and fire back right to scale. Doctor's distraction camouflaged fairy tale fall and the thought of end. He lunges fingers strong bruising fruit flesh forearm. He saves me. Now you child fitful fistfuls rip away unjustly unthinking landscaping for jealous love. The grass innocent but necessary a cloud of blades.</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >Bracelet</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >encircle wrist</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" > pulls</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" > lips to face</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" > mind me</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" > punishment</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" > lips again</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" > a to b to two pair</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >cry baby</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >sing shower shards</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" > unknowing</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: courier new;"> you will win.</span></span><br /><br /></span>adahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03934314944044372946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535788246362597700.post-1868713498611125282008-10-13T09:30:00.005-04:002008-12-21T11:53:57.392-05:00starfish aren't starfish anymore<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">so you didn't care</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">for complaint that</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">i was trapped in a</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">scene forced to</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">relay information</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">science of a college</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">named for the girl</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">you used to love,</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">you rescued her</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">with a kiss when</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">the lion and bear</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">team clawed through</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">my back door, poor</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">salma hayek lay out</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">on a picnic table</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">with the lion eating</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">her insides. the</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">garden turned</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">forgotten.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">and katie was only five</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">in the dream, i</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">locked both doors after</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">throwing her inside.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">she giggled</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">when the bear</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">broke down the doors and</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">we ran down the hallway.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">then some girl with glasses</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">and small eyes appeared.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">you showed up</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">at my bedroom window</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">claiming genius in the</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">form of saying we</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">should escape and run down</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">the street to my grandma's.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">i let you carry me to</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">the street and burned</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">green when you struggled</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">to lug fat flora to</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">the curb and kissed her.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">the lion looked friendly</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">and i feared that</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">slavic-speeched boyish</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">child even less. then</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">the lion was hungry and</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">i flashed back to you</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">inside of friendless flora.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">i reclaimed unconsciousness</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">and my school grew a stage</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">big enough for eddie izzard</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">to arrive. he kissed my cheek</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">telling me i was the reason</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">most transvestites fancy girls</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">and dressed me in a wizard cloak.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">he gave me the punch lines</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">and allowed the laughs in my name.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">eddie turned into a younger</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">boy wearing less leather</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">and no eyeshadow who</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">was more in love with me.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">we turned the stage into my</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">grandma's office, the</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">wedding of the day</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">ruined itself, the family</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">found fault in us. (you</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">were supposed to sit in</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">the front row but ran.)</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">maybe honey had finally</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">found a man to tolerate her</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">or maybe tara was going to</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">marry one of her babies'</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">daddies. they started</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">throwing chinese teacups</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">at me. i begged for your</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">protection, you</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">watched through closed</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">eyes, i threw the candle</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">you kept over our bed back</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">at them. the glass shattered</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">and bloody feet brought</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">angry words to my name.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">i fled to the hospital</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">to remove my wounds.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">honey had hurled</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">the noah's ark tea</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">set so the animals</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">two-by-two hit my</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">blood stream and i</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">foamed from tooth to</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">chest. i didn’t think</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">of you. nurses led me</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">to friends, we stole</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">action figures and a stuffed</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">hedgehog from lana turner's</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">toy drive, frank o'hara</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">frowned and called the cops,</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">we ran and got away.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">we are supposed to</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">haul a boy's body in</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">to the earth in this rain.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">but i don't know him</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">so they kick me out</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">and i have nowhere to go.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">other friends offer to eat</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">with me but i hide in the</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">bathroom then run. i</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">have no money. the next</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">store tries to sell me</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">a purple dress with feathers</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">and no zipper. but the</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">store's owner wants me to</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">join his daughter's swim</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">team and i put on the diving</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">cap i held in my back</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">pocket. the black boys on</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">the team like that i have ass</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">for a white girl and my</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">cousin competes with</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">our team too,</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">there's a boy who follows</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">my races and remembers</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">my records (of course i</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">back stroke, it's all i've</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">ever been good at).</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">he holds my hand without</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">permission and isn't doing</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">very well until he calls</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">me dollface and i know</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">he's you.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">i hide in your poison</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">ivy mango skin smiles</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">because mai wants to</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">unerase me, amanda</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">thinks herself forgivable,</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">and i don't want to go back.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">i want only to be</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">awake a poet</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">your everything.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">i have the audacity</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">to find "happy" in bore</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">dom. and i study science</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">to learn your mind.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">i can stand fifteen</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">minutes of anything.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">they would tell me</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">the truths in this</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">dream took less than</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">that to run through</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">me. real life takes long</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">er hurts less but</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">you seem fond of being</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">messy with words thoughts</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">love.</span></span><br /></span></span>adahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03934314944044372946noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535788246362597700.post-30049438322261408042008-10-13T09:20:00.004-04:002008-12-21T11:54:32.664-05:00Which Way?<span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:'courier new';font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">For R.R. just as much as P.N.</span></span></span></span><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">We never thought we'd see</span></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Sundance cry no little tears</span></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">or light mists for the wise</span></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">crack gamble of a kid he</span></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">always had some word</span></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">or foundation or debut</span></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">and the uglier he got the</span></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">more we remembered dust</span></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">clouds and tequilas follow</span></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">form brushstroke independence</span></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">tell them how make us believe a</span></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">drowned brother mother can't</span></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">love father who won't but from</span></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">freezing benches barefoot to</span></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">green light never a drop from</span></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">him til the man with the barbed</span></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">wire soul unraveled.</span></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-size:85%;" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'courier new';font-size:13;" ><br /></span></div>adahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03934314944044372946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535788246362597700.post-21893537061804410152008-10-06T11:49:00.009-04:002008-12-21T11:55:17.053-05:00This is where everyone goes and scrounges up every Bernadette Mayer poem they can find...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo-ErqM4Gfmkpb14hiP-fMIWycz_D_OhCIqxuvCHXFlOfqwApvZnUpsY4i1D6-OnK-Nf5tS3DiRLvav0kCfgr2iFzUjp1o5HUlKTjoJ-sWHnOGeidOOnSTgLrYyjGQJxinB718x5W0UY7E/s1600-h/hunger.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo-ErqM4Gfmkpb14hiP-fMIWycz_D_OhCIqxuvCHXFlOfqwApvZnUpsY4i1D6-OnK-Nf5tS3DiRLvav0kCfgr2iFzUjp1o5HUlKTjoJ-sWHnOGeidOOnSTgLrYyjGQJxinB718x5W0UY7E/s320/hunger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254099442638690946" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Sonnet</span></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">You jerk you didn't call me up</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">I haven't seen you in so long</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">You probably have a fucking tan</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">& besides that instead of making love tonight</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">You're drinking your parents to the airport</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">I'm through with you bourgeois boys</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">All you ever do is go back to ancestral comforts</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">Only money can get--even Catullus was rich but</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">Nowadays you guys settle for a couch</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">By a soporific color cable t.v. set</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">Instead of any arc of love, no wonder</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">The G.I. Joe team blows it every other time</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">Wake up! It's the middle of the night</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">You can either make love or die at the hands of</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">the Cobra Commander</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">-----------</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">to make love, turn to page 121.</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">to die, turn to page 72.</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">excerpt from "On the road to what we're tempted to call heaven"</span></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">...</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">heaven I must tell you</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">at least from what I know</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">is an abandoned camp</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">named by white people</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">after Indian words</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">there's nobody living in it</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">it's overgrown</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">with raspberries</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">on the road to it</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">the road becomes disused</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">the trees are bigger</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">the light is both brighter</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">& less bright</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">& in the space between tire tracks</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">where cars used to drive</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">tiny strawberries have sprouted up</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">the road becomes progressively</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">more & more lined with</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">wild berries growing</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">till you get to a field</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">overwhelmed with things to eat</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">if you know what they are</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">& in spaces there are buildings</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">low & in disuse</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">if you dare walk into</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">the sunny parts of heaven</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">you will hear a buzz so loud</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">as to make you think</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">knee-deep in unknown flowers already</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">you'll die right away</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">of the juices & bites</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">of other things living</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">but if you advance without fear</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">& look up often</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">not at the sky but at the milkweeds</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">& tamest elderberries</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">against the view of</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">the equally ardent thorns & bees</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">you might wind up</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">falling in the delicious hole</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">which speaks to you then</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">& ever after: it says</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">go home</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">and let it rain on the roofs</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">because you have a home</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">or house, cabin or apartment</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">or tent, cave, dwelling or shelter</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">...</span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">((it should go without saying that these poems were written by bernadette mayer--certainly not by me. but, for those less inclined to know this a priori: </span><a href="http://epc.buffalo.edu/authors/mayer/"><span class="Apple-style-span">more on bernadette mayer</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span">))</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span></div>adahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03934314944044372946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535788246362597700.post-84660951296794183212008-10-05T10:54:00.002-04:002008-12-21T11:55:56.237-05:00proof<span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >sister’s good but brother</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >bests and sharp split</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >of chalk erase out</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >the window you heard</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >it called punishment but got</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >off on beating clouds form</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >control calms day</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >care never looked</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >good til after school means</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >math ten minus</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >three equals seven</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >hours in ICU routine no</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >horse or puppy</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >puzzle can convince life</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >leads love to bed button</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >flashing light over</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >head to a machine grants</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >soda prizes not</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >allowed at home death</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >makes shouldn’t seem</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >unfair to children forget</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >to smile never mention motion</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >more simple than</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >trust no one</span>adahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03934314944044372946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535788246362597700.post-60960343584348804682008-10-02T10:35:00.005-04:002008-12-21T11:56:36.233-05:00many for john godfrey<span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >((absence. so. poetry, instead.))</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >where are you? what lies around so many corners? are they edges, lines? can you cross the lines? where do you go with three left turns? do you go right? do you go astray? do corners form shapes when joined with wires? can you play connect-the-dots tin-can-telephone-style with the world? are banks connected to jails connected to hospitals connected to mortuaries connected to nursery schools, strip clubs, grocery stores, used car lots, the 4 5 and 6 trains? is each corner related to heaven? is yours a city based around orion’s belt and the great bear’s back? are your bridges composed of corners? do you traverse mountains and valleys formed by right angled edges? what does her face hold? can you feel her misuse? did you misuse her? do you still? does she desire to be used? would you do anything to please her? do you hold a blanket? is it made from skin of girl to keep you warm and safe? or would you rather it be synthetic, so you miss nothing of anyone? what do you wish? do you dream? at night, midday—goals or subconscious? do you expect us to believe your claims of not wanting to tame the blue? what else is there if not conquest? is that how you saw her? how many "her"s are there? are they all one? do you shudder when you see her? do you hide behind shadows of yourself? where do you find the ever-present fire? do her eyes burn you? do you talk of fireballs and cinders hidden under crashing lashes because of the pain? does it surprise you that she is made of curves and skin and soul rather than right angles? do fog and feathers clutter your conscience? is confusion constant when the wires are gone? where do the wires go? are you all disconnected now? how will you find one another? or do you wish to be left alone? can names still sting when you’ve never heard them? is justice blind there? is justice present in a city continually tethered with wire stiff enough to keep you just out of reach? what is love there? is it distance? is it being treasured because or in spite of wires? is it sexual--the rubbing of brick corner to corner, friction producing sparks? does too much rubbing break concrete skin? what color is blood when skin is grey? can a virgin corner be spotted from blocks away? is she stainless? does she glow? what do nipples look like in a city of colliding corners? is cancer the color of blood or skin or something else? where do you find cigarettes in a city of corners? do they fill your cracks with yellow smoke and orange glow? is this how you keep warm? is she a marionette? if she calls herself magnetic, is she attached to wires in each finger, toe, temple? do you control the wires? do you make her dance onto subway platforms so men can admire her? are you powerless? do you wish to keep her locked away 'til her magnetism pulls only you? if your dreams are all the same, is the goal simply love? what color is light there? do you hide from beams or chase their warmth? is the corner-collage cold? how do corners mourn? do they curl in and out on themselves? is this the comfort of corners in the face of death? how do you die there? are tombs composed of only corners? hexahedrons? octahedrons? dodecahedrons? or do you, in death, oppose the everyday, lie waiting for eternity in an egg, as you lay in wait for life? where are your angels? are they hiding from the bloody corners and encapsulated corpses? isn't it their job to save? what do corners sound like? can you hear there? or do your ears ring with silence too loud? is the echo inside or outside? are you inside or outside? how ugly are your streets? are they full of trash? do you find it beautiful? is there a purpose to so many doors and windows? can you enter and exit? or are you trapped? is there some breeze? or is the air so stale on each side? is everything adorned with a lock? are you? when you take the a train, are you above water? does the queens g take you below churro shops and chipped antique dealers? does god dwell in a city of corners? is he inside or outside? with you or without you? does he command your angels? does he control your angles? do you feel his presence? do you feel weight beyond brick or adobe? do you feel words? does judgement hinder and hold you? how many of you are there? does the pigeonhole principle apply? if homes inside of corners make rooms, what do homes outside of corners make? which is yours? do you interact? or is yours a city of hermitage? can it, then, be called a city? are you held accountable for one another? are you held accountable for villainy towards her? or are your corner-to-corner apartment thresholds never to be breached? if you've never met, how did you use her? did you misuse her in doorways and windows so as to not splinter the carefully laid boundaries? or did you simply watch her? did you, do you voyeur to the point of disgust? is she worthless? or is all of her worth in hips, lips, and nipples? what language do you speak? if the boundaries remain intact, do you speak at all? does your home shift, as in dreams? do you wake up in rooms not your own? does your head spin from unconscious relocation? is there some willy wonka sideways elevator there, controlled by nothing more than whims? wait—is it cardboard or concrete? shallow or shadow? what do you mean by “beautiful”? is there a mole above her lip, a twist in her hips? is the rain melting your cardboard cave, dripping chinese torture on your chest? is there a child blossoming in a womb somehow warm in a city so cold? what is your beautiful? does mephistopheles dance down the alleys between corners, under wires, through your line of voyeuristic vision into her window? are we similar at all, or is it wrong to assume that you live in a universe all your own? if there are others in there with you, so that you are not isolated, is it too much to suggest that you all are not with us?</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >for more about john godfrey: </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.bookslut.com/poetry/2008_09_013418.php">review</a></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >, </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.versedaily.org/2008/bones.shtml">bones</a></span>adahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03934314944044372946noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535788246362597700.post-47771692124080827782008-09-30T22:42:00.004-04:002008-12-21T11:57:10.591-05:00For Rosette<span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >For Rosette,</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >hiding herself</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >with distance</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >symbol screens</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >of any shade you</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >see with</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >two a</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >lie that the focus</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >of one overturns,</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >blood from fading</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >horn of Monoceros as</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >slain in untold Orion’s</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >truth of seeking a</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >cure, no</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >might only</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >fear, born out</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >of incarnation reincarnate,</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >Mary can’t help those</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >after, forever</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >far Rose spreads thin,</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >post treatment, stacks</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >pillars hounds form, waves</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >of gas among</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >plasma dust, even hidden</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >red shifts</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >to green</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >for her glow, diamonds</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >can’t be said to</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >sparkle after</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >flame and flow</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >of her, and</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >millions of misleading years</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >can’t deny concealing the</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: courier new;">art of radiation.</span><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" >for more about the rosette nebula: <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rosette_Nebula">wiki</a> ((also, make sure to check out <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Monoceros">monoceros</a>))</span><br /><br /></span>adahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03934314944044372946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535788246362597700.post-16693929163402118242008-09-30T20:02:00.002-04:002008-12-21T11:57:51.310-05:00you were in a car crash, and you lost your hair...<span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >i guess i am supposed to insert some kind of introduction here, explaining what i will be posting and why i will be posting it.</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >a portfolio of sorts, i think? just to air out the pages of my poor notebooks.</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" >that's all.</span>adahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03934314944044372946noreply@blogger.com2