Archive for August, 1991

Midion

Posted: August 26, 1991 in Poetry
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mud from the river-bottom sieves through my heart and dries brown tile upon the sunny corridors of hope. shaken by the fist of my own excitement I feel my lungs fill with salt left by the cataracts of beautiful plants breathing. to hold all of you for one moment would be to watch it crumble [...]

Come, Friend

Posted: August 25, 1991 in Poetry
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Come, friend that crawls, Thing that scuttles from faintest light, Horrid apparition that hides its face; Stand with the blackest night, My skull revealed in awful majesty Atop my cape of dark childhood fears, Flowing in a wind of charnel fog. I summon thee from the torment of years…

So Many Flowers

Posted: August 25, 1991 in Poetry
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I doze off to wake up surrounding by stars floating on a sea of moth dust and butterfly wings with children singing nursery rhymes and I can’t move; there are so many flowers all bearing fruit lightning arcs between stars as I watch the dance of their rotation then doze off and wake up here.

Butt’s Up

Posted: August 15, 1991 in Poetry
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oh yeah. I wasn’t even allowed to compete in the darkie circle where you were allowed hope. my identity was my glasses and the computer that was my entertainer. all the people I called friends would have sacrificed each other in a moment for a turquoise ray of hope at possibly being cool. I wish [...]

alley flower

Posted: August 14, 1991 in Poetry
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fiery stamen and splay-topped tendrils; multicolored electric octopus, singing, gesturing in Indian splendor inside a spherical universe of glass; mysterious flower writhing to the silence of the void; infinipodal walker, reaching and grasping at a terrible mirror, constantly searching the circumference; hot green stalks sadly follow my curious fingertip across the sky as I trace [...]

Blocks

Posted: August 14, 1991 in Poetry
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I build more friends to aid me when you’re gone. I build songs to pass the time; the melancholy ones sound the best. I build whole worlds to think about that never get explored. I build schemes to make you happy and giggle and cry and love me more. I build creatures mute and motionless [...]

Mister Gnarly

Posted: August 12, 1991 in Poetry
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I am Mister Gnarly in my corridors of bones, chewing gristle from burrowed skulls, populating my empty rooms with ivory treasures; fragile sculptures of vertebrae; bones licked clean of graveyard dust; balanced and braced in my honeycombed ways. filthy I throne upon a cowhead, rotting with my dessicated flesh, searching for people that I knew, [...]

monkey says “banana”

Posted: August 11, 1991 in Poetry
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will you spend your time translating to a poor monkey everything? tell me everything. I want all of you: beautiful hideous wonderful embarrassing… I want you. banana. I will bend to your every whim. anything – ask. I trust you want me for me not because of a potential for change. I return the complement [...]

reminder

Posted: August 11, 1991 in Poetry
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talk; remember to talk or else you will walk remember oh I hope I remember like soap relationships are and I can say so far this is the One oh one slip, she’ll go remember to communicate it’s never too late to tell her what’s real: how I feel.

Without Me

Posted: August 11, 1991 in Poetry
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watching the clouds beautiful playing graceful in the sky’s meadows. I lift my arms, ask for storms to pour their fruit on me with no words, fervent kisses winked like hope thrown as confetti stolen by a monkey wind to go where the lost helium balloons go.

C-A-N-D-Y

Posted: August 7, 1991 in Poetry
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Death I smelled tonight As I homeward rode my bike: PEZ candy. Pedalling with the speed Of a frightened child, This one thought of horrifying familiarity; That Death smelled exactly Like PEZ candy. Hills rose to belabor my lungs And plunged to struggle my brakes As I smelled that candy, Dashing from lake to lake [...]

Artwerk

Posted: August 6, 1991 in Poetry
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running around on your plains stark naked – I am fun. I see windows to look through at your artwork I stand on tiptoes! I have no money to pay to get in. I smile that I love you wink beyond the flashbulbs for ME! and (maybe) I will go away. I am your artwork [...]

Murgatroid

Posted: August 4, 1991 in Poetry
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bitten by the little Monster I bought at the Swap Meet, I chased it down the alleyway aisles, caught it, spanked it by the neon pants and the cheap stereo outlet.

Von Pryde

Posted: August 4, 1991 in Poetry
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it is difficult to look into your eyes for too long from the weight of the compliment of the love you return me. if only I could say it a little differently every day. fears of boredom, of loss, of lightning chatter my teeth, bind my tongue when I struggle to just love you.

Three Letters

Posted: August 2, 1991 in Poetry
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uncomplicated happiness is the key to joy: J-O-Y three letters, infinite fun simple as speedy wood grain easy as a bean burrito when you are hungry; a present or a surprise for yourself like a flower or a video game, twenty-five cent drug trip life death and reality are just that simple free your mind [...]