4: "hallucinations"30 days/poetry the flash is out — leather coat draped over cocainechair and she is sideways, I imagine Big Grand ThingsHappening — the highway outside is hand-rolled and loud, grit in the sky keeps the fear Close & nice, slang music rolledout the radio, teenage summer was three going on four summersago licking areolas… Continue reading 4: poem: ingénue circa 73
Tag: orginal free verse poetry
(Entirely Subjective) Rules for Poetry
or: what i have learned in seven years of writing poetry for internet blog & attempting submissions Editing, after the fact, breaks the poem. The poem must be written in one fast rush of emotion. There may be stopping and starting within this rush. The rush may take three minutes or ninety minutes. Once the… Continue reading (Entirely Subjective) Rules for Poetry
poem: song lyrics
i listened to marina & the diamonds before, in frosted hell, i found the corresponding subculture -- i curled in the in-betweensmall bed, not in a room but a corridor and you knowi think you could be right that purgatory isphenomenological or at least our concept of it, is -- anyway i was stripped out to… Continue reading poem: song lyrics
poem: the art of fiction no. 1
my aunt is a poet, my aunt is this old womanwho sits framed in windowsills and does not recognize the windowsill, the divide between inside/outside, she tells that shitlike it is; that is the privilege of being old, when I talklike that, people call me a bitch. but all I am doing is telling the… Continue reading poem: the art of fiction no. 1
poem: western montana
my mother birthed me into stranger places -- the mountains shornand shot up, as if Ithere, was one of them: too-big blue sky fit like a salt-block into my open mouth, deer- and oxen-child. if I had been born into a city, the masturbatory smoke andskyscrapers cut up around me, think -- what a little… Continue reading poem: western montana
poem: bad free verse attempting to explain
the old words and adages arestale; and yetwe all blaze up, in unison,whenever there isa chance. one million rooms, foaming with m/f violent music; writing to panic attack hangoversand mythical cigerette smoke. they laytogether, in the afterhe came into the room with the snowflake-coldand she blazed up. twenty-five years later she fucksa different man, the… Continue reading poem: bad free verse attempting to explain
poem: party with the optimists
they were drinking fast confetti wine pinktaffeta hands they say do you consideranything sacred fuck that i sayfuck that and the dawn meltscity lights bombs my brastrap caught call me a taxi waithe says the cocaine still flush waityou were such a slut foridealism flares of art eventually i say lighting the cigerette shaky brightface… Continue reading poem: party with the optimists
poem: the battle of
again again again and howin muddy, half-trudged stepsregains the hold, the menfall— down— and i cannot complain. i have instead disorder, mindhell sparks, all orange-pillcontained. once, theydied in droves and now i die alone, on the upstairsbed my face againstthe shrills. you must know:he is not returning: heis not worth attention,deflection, call it crush— in… Continue reading poem: the battle of
poem: the queen’s gambit
midnight in the sixties, girl comesalive: narcotic smile between cigarette smoke and are you finished yet? oh, that is what it's supposedto feel like, don't stop. she is tight, squares, cocaine. madness in my blood like a mother,the psychosis hangingand fucking, dressed to drink,conquer, la femme fatale. the usual themes: what ami? what is family?… Continue reading poem: the queen’s gambit
poem: lady clane
woman who gracefully and sometimesgracelessly took us, an entirenation of squabbling super-market mums, plastic bags drooping sadlywith sunday roasts, potatoes readyto be pulled and plushed — and she sitsin front of the square tellycutting the vegetables and sometimes (shite!)her fingers, watching; lady clane ridesto the cathedral, smiling brightlyand shyly, lace lining her handsand skinny arms… Continue reading poem: lady clane
the last pavilion 