OUTLANDOS
OUTLANDOS D’AMOUR
When Outlandos D’Amour came out I was 21 Thought myself an outlaw
of love (!) Didn’t so much have a mean streak just a penchant for MAC:
sadistic vixen lipstick + stilettos Young +untested by grief The kind when
your feet are cut off like Willie’s were in The Heart is A Lonely Hunter: I got
this terrible misery down in my toes
But I have seen the future + it is a flaccid beast Not slouching toward anywhere
to be born Now I know: that when you cut a child away from his family +like a skin
graft try to grow him onto another the psyche rejects this Said child throbs with
loss of limb Go explain this to agents of the state: Why does he keep crying at night
with phantom pain Ms.Therapist? He misses his parents
Blank stares You’re just a high priced baby-sitter (save me from angry dads who
require a swift paradigm shift) I just wish I knew where my f-f-feets are That the
main thing that worries me Outlandos D’Amour at 21? More tough girl poseur
But not anymore In a state of pre-grief especially when eyes spring open at 3 a.m.
Did you know that your heart is roughly the size of your fist? My fists have not grown
since about the age of 5 or 6 So I am looking for ventricles people Check my add
on eBay or at #poetwithsmallishheartseeksroomforfuturegrief + a tablet or 2 of
nitro The last loss of a bulldog named Poydras left me unable to visit certain street
corners +my local park for 2 yrs
It was there that he had shlumped along drawing ankle blood as the need arose
A wild and slobbering rube It was a different love not like anything she had ever
felt before (Mick Kelly age 14 on loving the town mute in Heart is A Lonely Hunter)
Yes I want nitroglycerin for when the BIG ONE comes Until then hope will be
rationed +love will be a rabid dog from hell Let him in! Let him in!
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FALL 2017
