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PEOPLE IN GLASS HOUSES

PEOPLE  IN  GLASS  HOUSES     SHOULD THROW      XANAX

Chatter  Chatter  Chatter   a wind-up woman   blathers

excitedly  beside me   Loudly gesticulating  about the

habits of  girls  vs. boys  who apparently:  will stay in wet clothes     until dead

 

My sense is that medication  is in order  to bring her     blah  blah   down a notch or 2

 

So that I may hear myself think  &  there will be oxygen enough  for all

in this  currently  airless hall    at the        Royal Conservatory    Where I

once stalked      our    Governor General      coveting  her spangly shoes

*(talking nonsense uses 96% more oxygen often causing bystander blues) 

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Early Spring  2013

**Bystander blues: a precursor to acts of aggression in female citydwellers

 

THE BLUE

THE BLUE  RED    AND GREY

Listen:  go find your soul  go smell

the wind   go far

 

About once every millennium one of

us escapes   tames doom    So light out

for the territories   before your dog dies

 

Jump a train   be a part of the         Great Canadian Brain Drain

 

These mean streets won’t call your name

Other hostages will line up to fill  the gap

between  birth & shroud      So  Dash away     Dash away

 

Easy for me to say   when I can rent your dreams for $475 a day

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I know a man who works the night shift
He’s lucky to get a job and some pay
And I like every minute of the day

I dig every second
I can laugh in the snow and rain
I get a buzz from being cold and wet
The pleasure seems to balance out the pain  *( you can still add a question mark Pete)

 

 

Early Spring  2013   Songanddancegirl   Kerouac   Satchmo    The Who

ODE TO ALMOST

ALL  THE  LEAVES  ARE    BROWN

Serious case of  awakener’s fear   in San Francisco

26 yrs. ago    Jumped a plane home   chain smoking

Marlboros   In the last seat  in the last row  on my      last day    as a hobo

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Early Spring  2013

B IS FOR

B  IS  FOR   BELLA

Wouldn’t you like to have a brown Mom & Dad?

they asked my 4′ o clock   Thinking this would do

the trick   in a world where   changing parents     happens every 2 yrs.

 

Then they gave her a giant ragdoll  and said:      She will take care of you in the night

 

So Bella took an exacto  and carved the

dollmother  a heart    Mystified they asked:

Do you think she will need more therapy?

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Early Spring 2013

*not psycho-heresy: changing parents 3-5 times before 6 maims the human conscience

 

SMELLS LIKE

SMELLS  LIKE    TEAVANNA

writing poems   fatigue creeping   up leg

exact grey tuesday   as last    replica of

monday    ancestors decompensating

in heaven   bus splashes smallish man

snowbanks melting   seeds stirring

 

simple prose can bring on  distemper

as citylights  dim    man in tea store

asks too many questions   I punch him

on a whim   and watch him drop like a       winter fly

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Early Spring  2013

DEAD CAN DANCE

MORTAL  LAMENTS     I WANT  MORE      MORE   MORE

His feet are   waxy white     Golfer’s tan

he jokes    I place my foot ontop  of  his

and try to pin him  to the floor

 

We are entering the      final 1/4 

 

And  in my mindseye  I see us dance

the ghostly version     of  the great romance       on the     otherside

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Fall  2012

CHANGES

CH  CH  CH  CH      CHANGES

Have you ever wanted to  unbegin      something?

I desperately do     Except that the

undoing would put me right back

to where things were before the          doing

 

And this would not be good          because

then I would have to live through

every second   again   every detail      every smell   

 

Only to be faced with having to  do it  again            undone undoing         undo me

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And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They’re quite aware of what they’re going through  

Are you there? 

Say a prayer for the pretender 
Who started out so young and strong 
Only to surrender

 

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Winter  2013   Songanddancegirl        David Bowie       Jackson Browne

WRESTLE THE WORLD

WRESTLE  THE  WORLD   FROM FOOLS

Today had its highs   and lows:

I smashed a bottle of  Moscato

in line   at the LCBO   Rivers of

dessert wine coursed down my

leg    And there was a sweet    dampness

about me   all through the day

 

But was I good enough to eat  as

I beat   a path  to see Patti Smith ?

There she was   5ft. from me

tuning her guitar:  Because The Night     raspy voice soaring

beneath Gehry’s   staircase

 

As  A.G.O. bouncers boomed:   You can’t look at her 

 

The People Have Power   Patti moaned –

No they don’t     Not at the AGO

So piss on ’em Patti   and have a great show

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Winter  2013   Songanddancegirl    &    Patti Smith     Art Gallery Of Ontario  Fiasco

ANIMUS-SY

ANIMUS-SY      PUSSY

A crack   in the earth  up comes       blue dinosaur

with feathers     Stuck in Daddy’s

grave 2yrs. before   It was a ritual

out of a voodoo manual:         HOW  TO BURY YOUR ANIMUS

 

Angry taskmaster   fussy Queen

of mean & brittle talkback

 

Black earth  muddy clumps   It’s a      messy business

rising out of a grave   But it was

getting crowded down there

 

No nonsense father  weary of the     bullshit & constant tirade

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Winter  2013     * Animus   Jung’s term for the masculine part of a woman’s personality

 

A MAN

A MAN  AND  HIS  SQUARE     GOD

Inside the Frank  temple      inside Frank Lloyd Wright

Being inside the creator

100 years after creation

 

Here  in a  Chicago suburb inside a   prairie temple

 

Do you have a temple inside?

Mine looks nothing like

this one

 

It’s more: Marie Antoinette meets Alice in Wonderland meets the Enchanted Forest

 

{DON’T DIS  MY TEMPLE}

 

But back to Frank:

square boxes   in square boxes

order     repetition

elegant woodsy  light

 

For a solid & sensible   square male God

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Spring  2010

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