songanddancegirl

ALL I WANT TO DO

ALL  I  WANT  TO  DO  IS  DRINK  TEQUILA

If I didn’t buy the musky

perfume today

I could not face tomorrow

Orange blossoms & white iris

from Tuscany

Now there is a recipe   for Happiness

Better than a handful

of Prozac

Better than slathering oneself

with bio-identical

hormones                   *(you can rub them on your clit said the quack)

Have mercy on me

Send me more work

so I will be

too busy to care     what I smell like

The other day I read:

The great thing about Marilyn is that we didn’t have to watch her grow old

Moldering   yellow haired      &  fragrant

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Spring  2008

SAW YOU STRETCHED OUT

SAW  YOU  STRETCHED  OUT  IN  ROOM  TEN-O-NINE

Woke up sideways    Never a good omen   Last night  a

bunch of thugboys mugged my Mum  &  she disappeared

So I ate all her chocolates     scattered here & there

I had a small flashlight but traded it for my life     Jung said:

This little light is all we have in the long dark night

All that stands between you  &    the abyss

Released from the muggers  my Mother returned

and was not impressed that I had burned through

the chocolates   Though full points were given for vacuuming    her  abyss

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Well, you’re drunk in the alley, baby 
With your clothes all torn 
And your late night friends 
Leave you in the cold grey dawn 
Just seemed too many flies on you

My sweet honey love..Let the good  lord shine a light on you..

warm like the evening sun..

Spring  2013       Songanddancegirl      Rolling Stones     C.G. Jung

PLEASE HANG UP

PLEASE  HANG  UP            AND  TRY  THIS  CALL  AGAIN

The telephone and me    are foes   so thankfully

there is the  virtual  realm    Assagioli said:      Collaborate with the inevitable

And that is what I am doing     As human

communication grows more oblique

I am refusing to be hijacked by the  ringingmachine   

The droning voice that says:    Yah today is the worstday I’ve ever had in my life

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..Don’t use the telephone

People are never ready to answer it

Use poetry..     (Kerouac 1970)

Spring  2013     Songanddancegirl         Roberto  Assagioli

WHAT ROUGH BEAST

WHAT  ROUGH  BEAST    ON  SLOW  THIGHS ?

In the epic battle between  will & fate

will takes a shitkicking      everysingleday

Few are left standing   Many run for the hills

Some die a slow death       in their Mother-in-law’s basement

So if your choice is between: hovel or hobble

toward some  misguided  dream     What

difference does it make?    Since each of us

will die   mute on our mat    some day

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Spring  2013       Songanddancegirl          W.B. Yeats

I’M A STRANGER

I’M  A  STRANGER  HERE  ON  YOUR   PLANET  EARTH

Last night on my Vampire show

a gorgeous

un-dead redhead

said   to a younger Vamp:

That conscience of yours

it will grow dimmer 

with time

You’re still young

and more   Human

So    the  Human conscience

grows stronger

with Time?         A sentiment rare & fine

You may think we were

all born with one

My child clients were –

but then it all     came  undone

When parents locked

them in closets

and made star shaped

burns      on their  arms      starved some    too

But what about  Love ?   they wonder       and ponder

Isn’t it the glue

that holds our tribe

together ?   Imbues us  with        Humanity

I struggle with the answer

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*Humane – having or showing compassion or benevolence; inflicting the minimum of pain

Fall  2009

WHERE’S YOUR MOSES?

WHERE’S YOUR MOSES    NOW?

I would prefer to have been squashed

by a beautiful person  Someone I could

feel   I deserve to be squashed  by    This

however leaves me pride-enraged   An       impotentsimpleton

who let the drudge get the best of me

Now I am consigned to drudgery           Can the sin of  Sloth  be far behind?

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Spring  2013     Songanddancegirl       Dathan   The Ten Commandments 1956

HAPPINESS IS

HAPPINESS IS  A  WARM    GUN

A man chews loudly beside me   I want to gag

Light pop plays on a radio   over there

A handsome man says:   Can I sit here?

He then   fingers  twenty’s and strokes his

headphones   Did I attract them  or did they        attract me?

Handsome reads:  firarperest by Elif Safak

While munchingman gets ready to impale       an apple

It is at times like these that I need an  approaching horizon

Hightail it    Wake up in a different morning       CHOMP  CHOMP             BANG 

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Spring 2013      Songanddancegirl         Beatles

THE MOTHER

THE  MOTHER      LODE

Why is this loss  different

from all other  losses?           Because it’s so all encompassing?

Because if references              each & every other loss?

Ah  this must be    the Mother of all       losses!

What I had:   children by the dozens

cries and whispers and shouts   obscenities by the hundreds

blood  feces  SM   rape  vomit       All of the sacred substances

in a temple of healing         A temenos of suffering

Where suicide  matricide  and the occasional fire

lived side by side    Created out of deep     unconsciousness

Please Sir can I have some more?  Or  is it time

to put it to rest?   Harvest some happiness   Grow an

unbearable lightness of being        Plant some daffodils

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A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep

Spring  2013     Songanddancegirl      Byrds