songanddancegirl

Ground Control To Major Cam

commencing countdown engines  ON    everyday

my husband travels to another land   through a

portal over on Murray St.

brainzap  skull luminous  beam on💥

i had an evil uncle by that name  right out of Dickens

Murray  a scrooge of a man  now a scourge has taken Major Cam

to a land  where metastatic mystics +low born dwarves  toil

over the philosopher’s stone   one day upon his return

he said:  the globes are made of glass+crystal   fragile

beauty   i will wrest from the hands of  King Chordoma 

a kind of mutant overlord who visits the anointed  1 in 1

million  each year   i’ve been collecting skulls for millennia

and i have never seen a leonine masterpiece  the likes of yours

so take your protein pills  +put your helmet on  this is a

strange ride   dubious   radioactive   +oppenheimer   the

mystics say  with much certainty  this gnarly Scot  is here

to stay

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Summer of Cam  2024 🦁🦁

BEAM ON BEAM OFF💥💥

there’s a light  a special kind of light

on Murray St.  a place where 76,000

souls are beamed up annually

is this what God envisioned?  when

he boomed  LET THERE BE LIGHT

or was he referring to

a shard of light  aimed at the naked

apeman  to cathect consciousness

out of the murk

to the smirk of mystics everywhere

why wake the beast up?  leave him

to squat in caves  unfissoned +unwashed

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Nina tripping the light fantastic…

Summer 2024    ..come and trip it as ye go..on the light fantastic toe..

(1632  John Milton)

his name is Verst and he is funky

my childhood bestie  a standard poodle named Blackie

father at his most creative  other times he would feign

getting dressed  as he was coming home  (u figure that one out!)

Blackie was regal  and quite Russian  with his tall poodle

hat   i named him  Verst  not  Verscht  though he loved a

good salami

verst is an obsolete Russian unit of length  so much of life

now obsolete  the bodies of our father mother brother  the

bones of  Verst  the poodle

when Verst died  father baked him into muffins  and fed

the holy wafers to us at the side door  the milkman’s door

the one through which mother  gave a slovenly bulldog away

the one through which the milkman crept   into the house

in the wee hours    and left his smile  on a brother’s face

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Summer 2024  ..all hail Verst Blacksonovitch..

taking care of men with cancer

men with cancer will grudgingly let you hold their penises

as they pee into the filthy hospital toilet  but then they will

stumble into you   and rue  you   because you can

enter my brother  who pushes me hard  as i steady him

i mean  are you going to let the BIG fucker  smash his

beautiful face on the cold tiles?   later bloodpours     almost inexplicably

men  i suppose women too  all people  well most  except my

mother  eke agency  i used to call it  will  until my husband’s

chordoma taught me to  go public with my impotence  my privacy  decimate

agency ignite  💥   💥   am i tough enough  rough enough  hard enough?

and i hate this  i hate the treacle   the well meant  did he

have to relearn anything?   no   he’s exactly the same

to a  tee       FORRRRRRRE!

but i won’t forget  soon  the voiceless growl he greeted me with

on the first stretcher   and the tall Russian man  who carted us

to the imaging rooms  where i said   close your eyes   don’t look   

it was 3am  23 hrs after

i woke up

on the first day

of the

rest of my life

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Summer Solstice 2024  ..saviour complexes suck..

do avert eyes from sad hallway skeletons on gurneys   alone

nigrum nigrius nigro

dreams a mess   dark   apocalyptic  messianic       with screaming😱

and the darkest hour   is just before dawn?

7 wks ago      the light went missing

along with   the shredded remnants of a life  lived

in the shadow  of this?   yea tho i walk thru the valley

of the shadow of death   i will fear no evil   nor scalpels

nor cameras endoscopic

there is no such thing as  bad luck  wakethefuckup!

there is just   human life  that fragile matrix    barely

holding us   in matter    the skeleton a cage

now the  RADIATION REDEMPTION MACHINE  

(a.k.a. Old Smokey)  has been given your name

masks of ego   fade  without a trace   trumpets herald

your return   to beginner’s mind   to the pure open child

ready to meet   dwarves+mystics   Jesus Buddah ET

the Gods  inside the machine   they gonna set you    FREE

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Summer 2024  ..the light at the end of the tunnel..🌄 ..for Cam🤠