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Archive for the month “August, 2024”

read my lips

people often stop and say: your lipstik matches your

glasses today    a sub-standard banalité  my reply  in

a sub-growl: yes it does shlub !

 

i mean  would you say that to someone?  hopefully you

are a person of  imagination sublime   and you would

likely say:

 

your lips are a trip

that shade of penispink

is a mix of  science  beauty 

and  mystery   may i run

my thumb  over them?

 

YES  you can   i’m sure by this juncture  my fans

have noticed  this is my first post-apocalyptic  ie.,

radiation subjugation in a dank summer basement poem

 

 

YES  radiation is done  burnsfading  lifeforce forcing  its way

back   running free at Golf Town  while i sit in my local park

looking at newborn twins   quite hungrily

 

thinking of a Trini friend  who died yesterday  at 60  on his 2nd

honeymoon  his laugh a reggae-lilt   we often sparred dramatically

but patched things up   over mother’s deathbed

 

where i wrestled a shortguy named Mordecai  to the ground

as he tried to hoist mother   befriend me at your own risk

but please do!

 

radiation burned thru my bitterness   now a pristine-dream

of a  motherless child   waiting by the Rivers of Babylon

mum?  mum?   muuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuum?   is that you?

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Summer 2024  ..OVER.. not a burnt offering anymo..

And God said to Abe: take your only son Isaac whom you love

+offer him as a burnt offering on a mountaintop..

Here a pyre    there a Varian machine

GO CAM!

 

 

what i did on my summer vacation

my family entered the bowels of the earth  everyday

there we sat with the  evicerate+radiated  like  Santo Sebastian

via  Frida Kahlo   run thru   +thru        +thru

 

 

this did not kill them  it beatified them   but as soft as you make your

eyes   you still see  the youths wasting  on stretchers  clutching cellphones

when what they need is    Excalibur  to  fight the fight

 

 

the bald children  the damp bandages  at the throat  the inhabitants

of this gated community  look at us with hungered eyes   all are starving

for burgers +fries   +lifeforce    a rare delicacy in these parts

 

 

but they cannot tell which one of us  is  the  anointed  one  soon to lay

on the zapping tablet   when they think it is me  i see pity  when they think

it is him  i see pity for me   ie., the hand i am holding   severed

 

i am thoroughly pitified   +that pity sinks into my  pores  so banish notions

of  luck   it doesn’t exist   yer just grist fer the mill   but NOT anymore!  when

you stop believing in luck   it all becomes   a wonderful life

 

 

my summer holiday was riddled with awe  cancer

it was a fucking bloody  revolution  revelation

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Summer 2024  ..oh so memorable..i will never forget it..🖤

 

(un)happy *little boy day

there’s a folder beside my bed filled with

RADIATION IS NOT FOR DUMMIES

pamphlets:

 

Radiation+Anti-Oxidants

Caring for Burns

Eating Tips for Sore Mouth

 

sadly no pamphlet addresses  The Return:

How to Return to Life After The Cancer Shit-Show

How Not to Feel Like an Alien Amidst the Un-Cancered

How Not to Pretend This Didn’t Happen

 

too bad they didn’t drop helpful pamphlets from the sky

on Nagasaki+Hiroshima   for the burningthirsty masses

in the radiate-apocalypse   79 yrs ago  today

 

 

nowadays radiation is used for good  and held over the world’s

head  by chubby boymen +a short Russian madman  with a bear fetish

perhaps soon  these poems will be filled with  the scent of baking bread

 

daffodils  +sunshine   my meditation gurus tell me (actually beat me

over the head with rarified aphorisms: BE HERE NOW!   uh huh

and please do give me a couple of weeks to return to my  former self

 

the one who had a brisket+cookie making mother  in Paris gowns

+chignon   i may need some time to locate that self  +restore her

radiatedsoul  put lubiderm on her invisible burns + hollowed out   braincavity

 

 

hey  have you ever heard of

sympathetic pregnancy?

ie., Couvade Syndrome  i hereby coin the term

APE’S SYNDROME:  faux effects of deep brain tumours

+ high dose radiatio  on loved ones 💥💥💥

 

can i get an exorcism?

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*..August 6th 1945  U.S. drops a nuclear bomb on Hiroshima+Nagasaki..70,000 die

instantly..70,000 more within days..along with melted eyes +baked potatoes  a hard

black rain falls for days..

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..wish u were here..🖤🖤  Summer 2024..be gone..

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