WILD BEAUTY DEAD, LOOSE-BALANCED ADJECTIVES
his lips were moving
good-bye good-bye
after a strong storm
I trimmed him out
with sharp scissors
Tag: dark humor
——AFTER DEATH, YOU DISCOVER YOU HAVE YOUR OWN PRIVATE DARKNESS——
DEPRIVED OF ALL MATERIAL COMFORTS, MOST SINNERS CRY FOR THEIR MOMMY AND DADDY
poor eyesight and shriveling genitals
sustained attention impossible
the flashlight of your spirit
will it ignite ?
——PEOPLE CONSTANTLY BEG ME TO MAKE IT RAIN AS IF THAT WAS ALL IT WOULD TAKE TO MAKE THEM HAPPY…THE VERY NEXT TIME THEY NEEDED A LIGHT FOR THEIR CIGARETTE THEY WOULD KNOCK ON MY DOOR——
WEAKNESS: CURIOUS ATTRACTIONS AT THE TRUCK STOP
nothing puritanical down at the truck stop
humor would be found in orgasm integrity
no loss of selfhood though orgasmic surrender
uprooted intellectuals
unsaid or half-said
sexual dialogue
nothing unobserved
outsiders often faint
——THERE IS HUMAN POOP ON A PILLOW ON THE KITCHEN FLOOR AND IT IS NOT MY POOP——
SATAN WAS LONELY TODAY AND GAVE ME THE HARD SELL
after 20 years I wanted a cigarette
I wanted to say the F word
step away from the church
move to Moab, Utah
——TOOK DOWN YOUR CHRISTMAS STOCKING, ERASED YOUR NAME ON THE BIRTHDAY CALENDAR——
DON’T WORRY WE’RE NOT GOING TO BURY YOU OR COOK YOU
going to inflate you like that Pink Floyd pig
permit you to float away
(+) when the detectives knock on the door, I’ll make up a lie
——BOB DYLAN SEEMS PROUD OF HIS DEFIANT LIFESTYLE. HAVING SURVIVED MALENESS FOR 80 YEARS. “I’VE ALWAYS STRESSED THE NEED FOR RESURGENT MALENESS IN AMERICA.”——
WHAT MAN POSES FOR THE RESURGENT MALENESS POSTER ?
not me. I sit alone crying, listening to Nick Cave sing “push the sky away”
the imagined values outside the walls, outside our skins
the cult of Modern America, our futuristic flying cars, pessimistic nutrition
and occasionally a hairball coughed up from 1965
——I RECALL WHAT EVE SAID TO ADAM AFTER THEIR FIRST SEXUAL ENCOUNTER: “I WOULD HAVE ENJOYED IT MORE HAD YOU ENJOYED IT LESS”——
YOU WON’T FIND THAT IN ANY READER’S DIGEST BIBLE
genitals
absence or presence
God approved
with the Shadow adding fear and envy
——JUST ONCE I WOULD LIKE TO TAKE IT OUT OF THE BOX IN THE HALL CLOSET AND JAB IT FOR MY PLEASURE——
JAB IT FOR ME AND NO ONE ELSE
not one thought of time of day
or day of month
to hell with neighbors hearing
or people down the block gossiping
to hell with birth control
or unpleasant smells
to hell with me on top
or you on top
or dealing with the wet spot
30 MINUTES AFTER BOB DYLAN’S BIRTHDAY GATHERING
PLACEBO TOWN: SOUP KITCHEN STREET
half way around the final curve of reciprocated love
a trivial sex life playing in a near-empty cinema
ambling through daydreams of walking upright
the phone ringing, curious magazines
begging for photographs
would I bend over
for a close-up ?
dreams about having a packed suitcase
ready for a quick getaway
met a new man today
fabulous shoes
long, long toes
he was like the best cigarette I ever smoked
instantly I was charmed and crazy in love
how divine to combine adrenalin
and pure meth from a lab
twice, the Olympic stud
(+) I heard him in the bathroom weeping
——BRING OUT THE ADONIS-LIKE MAN SO HE MAY BE SACRIFICED——
FOR ONLY THEN WILL THE GATES OF HEAVEN OPEN
We turn our backs to Christ
and we long for him
it is so difficult to reflect on the past
to be honest about shortcomings
to express failure without heartbreak
what man or woman stands tall
and confesses to be a monster
to have produced monster children
we fail to harvest, we rape
our intellectual imagination
harbored in the ports
of animal sex and violence
our Attendant Spirits are no longer clean
if necessary, within a dance-drama I sing
BRING OUT THE ADONIS-LIKE MAN
SO HE MAY BE SACRIFICED
CONVERSATIONAL POETRY 