songanddancegirl

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

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

THIS BOARDWALK LIFE

O  SANDY  THIS BOARDWALK LIFE    IS THROUGH

Our park is dusky   highborn dogs glance

at lowbrow hipsters  with envy?    6 inch heels

on gravel paths   Competing tats in ersatz bohemia        I think I’ve lost my way

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..For me this carnival life’s through– you ought to quit this scene too..

..  I’m coming to liberate you  confiscate you..

..Tell them they can kiss our asses  good bye..

*Springsteen    The Wild & The Innocent    Nebraska

Winter  2013

I AM THE WALRUS

I  AM  THE   EGGMAN

The same woman has interrupted my

musings   given me a start   bored into      my soulhole

Complimented   re-invented  me   as her

saviour?   I cannot be sure    She may just

be  a stalker    or the grim reaper?

Who knows   perhaps I sit here   no more

Identity jettisoned  on the way to becoming     a dung beetle

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Winter  2013   Songanddancegirl  &  Beatles

*(there is mounting evidence to suggest: 97% of believers are certain they were famous in another lifetime)

SO YOU THINK

SO  YOU  THINK  YOU  CAN  TELL    HEAVEN FROM HELL

A couple just sat down   He speaks

with Irish lilt   in stanzas    She

whispers haikus & examines the

windowpane   On a day so grey     it puts gunmetal to shame

A colour might die a slow death     today

Coffees drunk in silence   Now he speaks

of conflict in the park      I turn a corner

where    a colourless man    with bent penis

poses for a class   One member   wears     shocking pink!     (ah there may be a God)

He attempts to seduce me:           Come hither redheaded lady!

But I am unmoved    As  penisman feigns martyrdom

and glowers        anticlimactically

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Winter 2013

LIZ CLEO ANDY

MEDUSA’S    15 MINUTES

Lay an asp  on her remaining breast

and see if there will be    an exit wound

Or will said snake find a home so deep

that young snakettes will slowly creep         out         the follicles    of her hair

Medusa rising   out of  Beauty Queen

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Winter  2013

*(new evidence suggests that Cleopatra was not a   suicide)

VALLEY OF THE DOLLS

JACQUIE SUZANNE   SLIPPED  ME  THE  ANSWER

What is there?  There is knowing   & not knowing

There is inching through the labyrinth   around

giant Bull    the one with girl in his eyes   There are

the  mysteries  of moving through forms as though

there is a design    But will we ever know the cost of        Beauty?

Step smartly   the withered dryad needs a valium or  2

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Winter 2013

PASSOVER REQUIEM

A DREAM FOR PASSOVER

I write poems in my sleep   when

I’m supposed to be sleeping   and

I sleep when I’m supposed to be

writing poems

There is a lot of sleeping going on  it would seem

But   it is Winter in the G.W. North

where hibernation, mental masturbation

and a good dose of melancholy are de rigueur    for poets

Lastnight frozen bagels were flying from

the freezer    like mana from the sky

My mother horrified  her kids would beg

for bread  on Passover   fled   our blue striped    kitchen

While I chanted the lines of this poem until

6 a.m.    Now my poetjuice is fading and    I   seriously need a 

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Winter 2013 * NOT for Lena Dunham  anti-heroine   who showcased KIKE lastnight