songanddancegirl

sleeping with the fishes☠️

do you know the difference between a dead body

and  an alive body?   i mean from personal experience

for starters  the warmth evaporates   ebb reek ebb reek

now redolent of  compost?  earth?  sacred bodily substances?

so hard to know  schmo   a neighbour called my bro  a schmo

he was from Caracas via the holocaust  he knew  redolent+reek

but seriously   once the warm fades  and this happens quickly

a stiffness+chill  pervades   creeping   sheets grow damp   with

human stain     fingers curl in Martian postures

it’s kind of ET-esq   WAX ON   biggest breath   known to mankind

chest heaves  savouring +life   HEAVE HO   (schmo)   c’mon  a little

gallows humour won’t kill you!

then the penultimate   followed by the most sacred ultimate  last

human breath  EVER   where you are going   breathing is overrated

bodies irrelevant

so cherish warm un-ET fingers   watch your peeps breathe   and try to

live each of your own  human breaths  cause soon enough   lungs will be

irrelevant    and you’ve gotta make that okay

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Spring 2024  ..befriend the harbingers..🦅🦅

Now We Kill The DNA 💥

OH   can you kill the DNA  in the cells  of my

memorybank Oppy?    de-bulk    resection

the hospital stay    all putrifacto+lobotomy

or is it now part of what makes me  old gnarly as fuck ape?

fuckthat   this one was mild  compared to the  others

can i get a witness      hey  what about me?

( ..i used to be pretty.. )

the screaming in the night was a laughcry   was that 

a child?   we asked horrified  NO  it’s an adult  they said

cryptic-grimace    Nurse Rached-esque

we heard it again weeks later  in the ante-room  of Aristotoles   a

small angelic brainsurgeon  in green Converse  Apreeeeeel  he said

i have never damaged a carotid artery

he knocked on wood  convulsively   lucky not to be  the first   not

this time   when cancer says  i like you   you say  why me?   and the

maddog universe says

why not you!

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Spring 2024   ..soon on the otherside..💥💃🏻..and marching onward!

the gulag of ape

i want to hear new albums  from my favourite dead rockers

you heard me   DEAD !    imagine the creations post body

post tethered to   the spacetimeheadfuckcontinuum

a friend’s bro died in his sleep yesterday  wife found him

inert and rictus   another has a rare cancer  another  a not

so rare   alienmutation

at 17  i suggested a book title to father   CANCER COLONY 

Dad !  .. everyone in the world has cancer   even cows.. 🐄 🐄

father nixed it   deep six it girl    +when he groangrowled  

YOU LISTENED

you see  mother had just been  vivisectioned   but a couple of

years later  much to my horror  i learned that Solzhenitsyn had

pilfered my title     fuck you Aleksandr

(The Cancer Ward  sold millions)

so do you think Lou is still writing  about Candy  giving head

on an unmade bed?  oooops that was Leonard !  i highly doubt it

now that they flirt with the Godhead  the little head rotting+shriven

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..and the coloured girls go  

doo do doo do doo do dooooooooooo..

(Lou Reed  &  AAC ..  Spring 2024)

Spring 2024  ..for Lee Atkins..A MAN..1921-1989..

Mr. Marty Blues

i grew up worshipping the boobgoddesses of 1960’s

Playboy   my big bro’s closet  stacked+mammary

at night he pounded  a neighbour’s wife  named Cookie

while her husband promenaded his mistress  Betty  thru

stale suburban streets   oh the golden years of conspicuous

consumption   in a wasteland   Finch+Bathurst way

another neighbour  plump+kitten heel   stood on the

pavement weeping over a small white dog  newly mangled

by the Canada Post truck   all of which my father prophesied

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..that dog ain’t gonna see another sunrise..

Spring 2024  ..RIP Mr. Marty💔..May 19, 1946 – October 21, 2018

the sorrows of apesyphus

neighbours discussing my fall  into a crevasse vast

+ganglia  rage seeping angina  from this day forward

i will use the backdoor

where garbage+racoon shit accumulate  where homelost

squat to eat  smooth clean bones  drying in the early spring

heat      not the antlers of Georgia O’ Keefe

probably gnarly city-chicken  or Creutzfeldt-Jakob beef

but they cannot squelch my carefree   newly insouciant

+braintumour    call me apesyphus     or am i?     are u?

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..the human race is a monotonous affair..most people spend

the greatest part of their time working …and what little freedom 

remains so fills them with fear that they seek out any and every means

to be rid of it.. (The Sorrows of Young Werther.. J.W. Von Goethe 1774) 

Spring 2024  ..lighthearted jaunty debonair +breezy..🌻🌻

not the universes bitch

when they wheeled him out of the OR  he wore

a crown of thorns  +my left palm dripped blood

rubyred+stigmata

the  chordoma   corona of a king   prince of peace

+hockey +the Selkirk settlement  where he inherited

Cree genes   one crazy mo fo   full-blooded Scots-Metis

built to forage  to roam the great Canadian prairie   friend

to moose  made to fight   built to last   a late life malignancy

he’s trained his whole life for   arrived this April

whan that Aprill with her shoures soote

the droghte of March hath pierced to

the roote   Geoffrey Chaucer 1387-1400

his will forged in  forest  lake  shale  +creek   in the days of

Winnipeg winters  40 below  Portage+Main    fuck all on

the  BIG  portage  his favourite phrase

these days life feels entirely random  total chordoma eclipse

Al Eclipsé   his new name   we now need a referral to the

Oracle at Delphi    or can we at least get a witness?

from where i sit in the ICU  this panoply of Spring looks obscene

what are all those little humans doing  genuflecting to cherry trees?

By God!  i think they’re  hoping     HOPE    HOPE      H  O  P  E

but look there  over in the corner

where bloody rags  multiply

a small girl

with ringlets  +tragedy

screams           MUMMMMMMMMMY

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Spring 2024  ..and April is the cruellest month..