Monday, August 4, 2008

hail poetry


Hey, to celebrate Jeff's rejection, here are some omnipresent, maxi-character driven poems about the good ol' life of a lowdown poet ho-et. Dig! Also, come see us for crying out loud (as Jeff mentioned below at Domy Books, August 30th, 8PM).


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take care

as to be the monster

who

was

your

father on the day of the death of

your

bicycle

and in dying to be

bright

colors

across an empty house



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youth

I tore

off my skin

to

arrive at a place

of

brick and mortar

a churchyard

or

an old parking

lot

with three old men in an alley

singing

praise be

praise

be

we’re all going to make it

and

a car tire left kicked

and

curled in the twilight of the eve



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it’s not to

kill

we’re not

jazz city nights

big

women and flute

solos

across mulberry

parking lots

oh

it’s not to be the killer

of the destroyer

in

this kingdom of bugs

and fleas

and whatevers creeping in alleyway

piss

puddle

we we’re meant to

be

indigo or

violet or blue

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