Friday, June 29, 2007

interests


1.

hell or high water

on the twelfth day o' december

i'm with you in rockland,
carl wethers and
lillian shapiro shapiro shapiro

and william h. macy

and that guy over there the one standing up
on a promontory strafed by the wine-dark surf.


it was screaming all day long
into the rain

there was no matter, clarice--
you already knew she was going to die.

(twelfth day o' december.)

shut up and take it like
it was meant to be taken.

stop whining like a little rat dog
with its little rat tail in a little pink purse and the tail thumps the sides.

(twelfth day o' december.)

glass eyes and a clockwork tail
that thumps on the floor.

(twelfth day o' december.)

thump thump.
thump thump.


2.

it likes to be stoic.

it makes itself a daisy chain out of fucking daisies
and little hopes and dreams and a dress with an apron.
and it's like ooh i'm so stoic check out my apron.

god damnit i want it to die
i want to hit it over the head with a frying pan
and make up for 24 years of lost time.


3.

GRAUGH AUGH MRAUGH AURRR CRAAH AURDGH MORGGRAH

I'M WITH YOU IN ROCKLAND MIKE McCLURE.
I'M WITH YOU IN ROCKLAND SADIE HAWKINS.
I'M WITH YOU IN ROCKLAND DAYS OF OUR LIVES
LUCY SNOWE
JIGOKU HEN
THE REAPERS WITH THEIR SILENT SWINGING
OUR HUNTING FATHERS
WIN A DATE WITH TAD HAMILTON
THE DAY THAT LADY DIED
SKETCHES OF SPAIN
WINTER WHEN NO FLOWER
MISHIMA'S ST. SEBASTIAN
RED SCHARLACH
AND THAT GUY IN SPIDER-MAN WHO WAS MADE OUT OF SAND WITH A FIST LIKE A BOMB.
YEAH, I'M WITH YOU IN ROCKLAND, BOMB-FISTED SAND GUY.

4.

neophyte angels with tongue-twisting names
on the sun-cracked streets of laredo looking for a bit of play
space space


dendribium orchids
and dendrobiums and phylliums and ondridiums

concupiscent
on a scented pillow
like something out of anne rice.

fuckin' music, papiols, come.
play on, bitches. play on.

(twelfth day o' december.)
to have a billion-track mind.

jimmy cracked corn and
unleashed the dogs of war and

his eyes were green as leeks.
and yellow cowslip cheeks, lady,

i barely knew ye.


5.

she was so beautiful and so talented.



where the hell is that fucking music?

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