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the dead would take the living with them if they could

they do  of course  for the rest of our lives up here

they walk with us  dreamed+undreamed  sometimes

in a wristwatch  in a lightflicker  a shadowman in a chair

 

(but didn’t i just leave you in a hospital bed??)

 

up here we live out our days

inglorious bastards   primed

for more   until none

 

but before that we go through motions  every goddamned

March  it snows again  blows  we walk quickly  windbent  bitter

we change clocks as though we own time     don’t we??

 

kidnap the minutes u lost  when your brother spoke   but u

couldn’t listen to another  lunch   6 dollars!  6 dollars!

he smiles   knowingly   imp+okay

 

we were working on the art of conversation  just before  he

went away:   ok Mart  now it’s my turn to say    now u ask a

question   pretend interest    now it’s your turn  +suchwise

 

6 dollars!  6 dollars!

10 tacos  beans+rice

the whole enchilada

6 dollars ape!

 

enough said

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Winter 2022  ..spring come she will?..

nowhere to run nowhere to hide

are u old enough to remember  in hallways crouching?

sirens wailing  bombdrills circa 1965    banthebomb

they didn’t let us use our survival instincts  (duh)

 

hide under my desk    yes!

good girl  quick as a mouse

like the one u spied at Eaton’s

by your beautiful mother’s shoe  sniffing nibbling

 

AGE IS NOT JUST A NUMBER

 

are u old enough to remember children  into closets  shoved

minutes to spare   knock at the door  we’ll be back  soon 

cheese wrapped in cellophane   mousetraps bare

 

4 yrs later  bones  +a stench  parents detained at Auschwitz

yesterday an 11 yr old boy with a sign  on a train:  my mother

couldn’t come   please take me  

 

what does standing in solidarity mean?  what if everyone in the

WORLD  had donned the yellow star?  presidents  popes queens?

what if we all shout the word  GAY  (banned in Florida yesterday)

from megaphones?

 

if not now when?

how many bombings

of children’s cancerwards

can old joe biden take?

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(are tanks not weapons of mass destruction??!)

Winter 2022  ..there is everything to fear ..even fear itself..

*today is the anniversary of LBJ’S ok to Napalm ..the horror the horror..

one of the most horrific military inventions in history ..

where’s yer moses now*

there would appear to be

a dearth of saviours

 

how is it that tanks are racing toward the capitol

of a European city  as 700,000 people flee  to

Poland +beyond   we don’t see  any yellow stars   yet

 

what we are used to seeing:

“black brown yellow orange red”

dying  +shred

bombs  landmines  lines of said refugees

 

but here they look like  white  us  in puffer coats from GAP

lining up  crying at railroads  take only what you can carry

in one bag

 

men to the left  women to the right   all Ukraine men from

18-60   must stay  +fight

 

Putined

 

more rockets on the way  another mass murderer  short+quite insane

into a bunker soon  where the ghosts of Braun +Adolph  slink   stink

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racist colour blocking:

René Lesson in 1847 presented a division into six groups based on simple color adjectives: White (Caucasian), Dusky (Indian), Orange-colored (Malay), Yellow (Mongoloid), Red (Carib and American), Black (Negroid).

 

Winter 2022

*Dathan  Ten Commandments  Edward G. Robinson

no shit no lotus

beyond a certain point in life who is not

hitching a ride with the reaper?  he who

approaches unbelled

 

a 40 something guy  grasped by dirtyfingers

right off of the rink  the perfect all Canadian

death   eh

 

a witness later said to me: better to go down 

that way than on the toilet  he really said this

but then  his dreams are filled with shitcreeks  +paddles

 

makes sense  ’cause he’s a voyageur  bravely

paddling the river of no return  everysingleday

sound familiar?

 

don’t worry too much

about your paddling skills

shitfloats

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..the river lies in a grail of quietude..dead waste +condoms

+fruitrinds ..that rear from the fecal mire..dear friend the reap

is not to be dwelt upon..for it is by suchwise that he is invited in..

(Cormac McCarthy  Suttree  1979)

 

 

Winter 2022  ..survival of the fittest eh..

mark lanegan blues

there’s something to be said for the wild   for the bacchanal

squandering your light for darkness  revel in your  abandon

my punk poet grungeguy died of covid   coma+eviscerate

 

ribs broken  fell while dropkicking the round orb with nails

his wife declined the proffered trache  lest it destroy his

gravelpit voice

 

i didn’t cry for Bowie  but this unglam rocker  got in

 

in my squandered dreams i wanna be like him  not 35 yrs

a slave  to: mortgage marriage +monog   i took the road most

travelled    fucccck

 

troubadour visions on a pyre of tradition  in like a lion  out like a

failedrebel   ouchhh   okay  still time to worship  the debauch

all is not lost     yet

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..whatever was in this shitwagon i’d caught a ride on, it was

no joke.. this thing was trying to dismantle me  body+soul..

(Mark Lanegan on his deathbed this week)

 

 

Winter 2022  ..RIP M.L. raising hell in heaven..

 

 

a room at the top

my first age spot  perfect circle   unmistakable sign

of the slide  to the otherside   on a more positive note

at least it’s not a liver spot  remember those?

 

my parent’s friends had them  one in particular  Bill  (no one kinder)

giant crop circles of pallid brown  alcohol +henpeck

even Bill’s dog was crazed  +not in a happyway

 

his dog ran in circles  not only that  but Sammy D. jr. would

re-circle the same circle  twice   moral of story: life is a bitch

series of vicious circles  of your OWN making  (ie.. Bill’s 2nd wife

locked Bill in a back room)

 

WAR IS OVER IF YOU WANT IT !!

 

hey  there is no padlock on the prison of your mind

there NEVER was  you’re just too busy shining klieglights

on the past to be able to sink into the everpresentpresent

the one dying at the same rate as you

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Winter 2022 (live dammit live! ..doesn’t begin to cover it..)

who u calling old?

 

they sent me a letter  appalling+gibberish

full of tips for the aged  +fetid

 

how to:

take medication

get exercise

love

 

do the aged love?  do the fetid?

 

inevitable+flab  creaking  but not stupid  Mr. Gov’t

same government who allowed mayhemists free reign

+lodging in our capitol city  only the best for our terrorists

 

and they’re telling me  how to take medication?

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Winter 2022  ..live dammit..live..

 

no guru

 

there are so many gurus now  take podcasts

for instance  (please take them)  deep wells

of  blah  blah   fall in  and there u will find   mad trolls

 

gone mad

from podpeople

circle jerks

 

said trolls  should u be on a meditation-pod

will drag u back to the  here+now  which u

are told ad nauseam  is the place to be

 

unless u live in a place where terrorists kidnap

girls at play  how about popping back  into gunfire

landmines  et al

 

or into Canada  the sound of sedition  honking

inside those 500 trucks  hunker populists  pressed close

to our parliament buildings

 

with bombs ?

AK-47’s ?

and young children

asleep on damp mats     (soon to be taken away)

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Winter 2022  ..when human respect is disintegratin’..

 

 

 

el silencio es oro jérry

i have developed an aversion to the GPS lady

who speaks in eurotrash subliminals   yesterday

on the way  to a too long movie  i will swear she

called me

 

slut

 

recently she directed us

into the belly of the beast

and we are still  trapped there   slut!

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Winter 2022  ..enough already with the Spanish flu equivalencies..

 

endemic my assssssssss!

hands up if u are jumpingforfucking joy

since they declared the pestilence  endemic

drop the  d   switch the  ic  for an  a   and

you get what they are giving us

 

we the festering herd

whose leaders turned off

the globalviruswarning system

 

who went to wine+cheesers

(for work purposes)

 

who lied thru their teeth

so frequently  that death

has been declared meaningless

 

hey  yer virtually immortal   fer chrissakes

take off yer masks!

cavort in crowded places!

with all the shitty herdies

 

who spat at your feet on city sidewalks

who hoarded asswipe ad nauseam

 

who told u about their lunches in Puglia

as u stood in wind+bonefreeze

 

go!  sidle up to the unwashed antis  the

scent of whom  could knock   a buzzard off

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..if from that interior place u heard a voice

say:  a shit wagon  u have smelled that smell..

 

 

Winter 2022  ..what pandemic?..

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