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Archive for the month “October, 2023”

so limitless and free you are?

how fatefucked are you?

how fatefucked was your mother?

 

fatefucked: when you believe your past  ie.,

history family heredity debauchery  chérie

are your   TRUTHS

 

when your identity  is your mother’s identity

your father’s  your ancestor’s   some of it is  of course

you trajectoried from those shores

 

now jettison+spent  on a new shore  of creakyjoints+jukejoints

+ a sucking lethargy   i want sex+candy  boots  crocheted pins

money   a curated soul-hellhole

 

what you always feared the most  unbeknownst  was your freedom

+now that it’s here  you lay around in  jewelled buttons  bows  and

a crowsfeet smirk

freedom cannot hold a candle to   Mrs. Death

the greatest of mysteries  now with your mother’s face

now  your father’s   et al.     so fuckfate

 

morphine is your friend

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October 25, 2023

son of a gun we gonna have some fun on da bayou

lastnight Lucinda Williams concert  TO  (Lu: i had a stroke..what u gonna do?)

do? !!  a three hour rant  southern gothic+raconteur  wailing geetars  a cello too

for a sea of seniors   wasted  with hungry eyes

 

Lu cries for lost lovers  and her mama   me too   more suicides than u can shake

a stick at   Boo Radley in the wings   chanting   a man with a kindish face beside me

in peripheral his vampire incisors  glinting

 

by the concert’s end  somehow my right hand  in his lap  he doesn’t seem to mind

now his lips  on my jug  (ular)     oh me oh my oh !

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Fall 2023  ..Go Lucie Go!!..

smells like quaint

yet another trip to quaint nirvana   this one

with 3 barber shops on main  does the hair of

the old grow faster  as in  the final seed crop?

 

grizzled seniors walk the line  many shuffle

or do the soft-shoe   tomorrow in walkers

dance pigs

 

i sit rockabilly+pantless  on a crisp fall day   locals

gawk   legs still bronzey from last winter’s vay cay

what am i looking for?

 

a good Mexican restaurant  culture to burn  an old

well hung poet  who gives good pillow talk   husband says

these men generally stink  ie., see Steve Earle  my last side hustle

 

i’m also looking for my old mother  escorted away last November

is there a side door out?  where all your dreams wait pristine  with

your dead   who dance as you come through    festering+genuflect

 

bye bitches

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will you look at the sky pig…behind this veil of gentleness+peace

night is charging +will burst upon us…pop!…that’s how it is on this

bitch of an earth…   (Pozzo  Waiting for Godot   Samuel Beckett)

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Fall  2023   ..i grow weary of this motif.. (Sam B.+me)

 

 

 

 

if it walks like a *pogrom…

Nazis were fond of using bayonets on Jewish babies  thrown

into the air   Hammazis use large swords  decapitation their

specialty  at one kibbutz alone  40 babies  litter the floor

 

what more do we really need to say about the propensity for

sadism  in the clothed ape?  and what of innocence?  mostly

treated as an entry point for pedophiles  +the endgame for   babyhunters

 

(we refer you to altar boys+girls  +infanticide)

 

as well  we are the only species  to spawn serial killers  likely

enough said   human atrocities span all epochs  this may be the

one case where throwing the baby out with the bathwater  is called for

 

and likely the first item on the to do list of our soon to be   AI overlords

clothing the naked ape  did not make a dent in the thinnest veneer of

civilization   if you really want to stand with Jews   don a yellow star

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(on your back too ..as the Nazis made the Jews do ..so they can identify

you ..should you run)

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First weeks of  year 5784

*pogrom: an organized massacre of helpless people; 

specifically a massacre of Jews (Miriam Webster)

 

the un-peace train

last time on a train   i was holding your hand  always did

you were afraid  of most things  so i couldn’t be  of anything

except maybe  you

 

now alone  of the alone of the alone  barely resurrect  after your

last breath   trip in pope funeralmobile to cemetery    people

peering    what’s she wearing?  no not you    me!

 

wailed wolfen   now lonest-wolf   fuck off gawkers  hangers on

diddlers   2 hawks starboard  bigger than the ones  who came

for you

 

a caricature   oldpoetwoman on a train  in lulu+deconstructed

converse  bullybully   Frida Kahlo bag too   matches  GRL PWR

Frida tee    Frida rolling    holy  footsmashed+gangrene

 

i’m looking for a replacement  to stand in my stead   walk my streets

sit with pervs in park   daily   while i escape to quaint   with hacking

cough    +nervous covidstares everywhere

 

but hey  i made it onto the peace train  ohhhh ohhhh the peace train

hair elvis bouffant   escape my asssss    as you laugh  that all knowing

laugh     which sounds like a cross between

 

i told you so   and

if i had your looks+brains

i’d have married

a gazillionaire 💃🏻

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Fall 2023  ..not the original vagabond..nor an unwashed phenomenon..you’re thinking of Zimmerman..

 

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