songanddancegirl

*this poem is not about woody allen’s mother

the purgatorio of dante   hellfire pecking

this purgatory  forest fires blazing  hearts inflamed

lungscorch too

so who’s

to blame

me?

u?

or  sparks from a fast moving train  ?

this yarn is not about climate change

it’s about    the inbetween

the place between  knowing   being lost

being found  +profoundly following your

dyingheartflame

not the thickheaded  monsterbrain

who says:  take the road u know          ad nauseam

don’t go out in the snow

don’t go out if it’s hot

DON’T GO OUT EVER         EVVVVVVER  

did i mention EVER?

wait!  this is not your brain’s voice   it’s that giant

disembodied motherhead  floating over bathurst st.

my kids love me so much  they pay a shrink  + talk

about me!   

me    

me 

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Summer 2021  …oh the motherlode…

happyshinypeople making whoopee

you’re looking for something   she said

after she’d hung her head  for a full 3 minute

eternity

this after i told her she’d be moving  to her

3rd retirement community        at 97

endemic to pandemic:

claustrophobia

ennui

explosive urges to bolt

explosive urges to stay                  in the boiling frogpot

i’m too old

so am i

that ship’s sailed

for me too

i can’t

i will carry u

fuckfreedom

the deepdive isn’t for everyman

well how about a happyshiny

good old fashioned lobotomy?

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Summer 2021  ..not the summerofsoul..

delta v. blues🦇🔅🦇

missississippi delta shining like the national  disease?

as of today 2/3 of sippians remain unvaxed   giving

new meaning to  delta variant blues  poverty +racialized

the soul of a soulless country

mississippi goddam!  when the apocalypse ends I’m going

to Graceland  look up daddy+elvis  both died at 3:16 on the

16th of August   both hardcore +troubadour  perhaps a little

depressed around the edges

conventional life holds no allure for the stallions among men

just ask Pricilla+Freida  but i digress  into dubiousterritory

i may even find Ellen there  the most recent departee  at our

mother’s home for:  unwashed  +unvarnished lonelyhearts

the two stopped speaking within 5 days of our mother’s arrival

something about:  uncensored  who needs a diet more  discourse

but by the time of Ellen’s death  kisses were being blown  ditto covid

i don’t even know Ellen’s last name  does anyone out there know where

she’s being buried?  she loved my red patent boots  +a brauny brother

also the opera

would it have killed me to take her to Carmen?

apparently

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Summer 2021