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frank can kiss my princess

 

almost october  which is a bit like speaking gibberish to

covidears  time is meaningless now  and how  are u liking

forced zen?  beginner’s mind  becomes covidfog  becomes

i used to know a thing or 2  about the freaking monad  about

the portal   now i just scratch my grey head

 

seems while i slept  someone made off with my merlot red

and now when i march the boulevards  all slashmouth+growl

the denizens part   like the legs of the fatted cow   who i no

longer eat     just the sow

 

how  said my veghead bro  can u eat an animal  so smart it sheds

virus faster than u can shake your booty?  right now  in china  the

new+improved swine flu incubates  as i break the laws of kashrut

and for anybody listening  frank zappa is not a fan  of jewish women

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Fall  5781     ..we have u in dreyerd frank..a.k.a. the styx delta..hotter than a hot rat..

BANGGGG

 

here’s to johnny   lennon   sitting in heaven  with julia

imagine john at 80   imagine john+julia relocating  starting over

go ahead  imagine putting the bullets back into MDC’s gun

+while you’re at it put his madness under lock +key  especially

on december 8th / 80

 

it is not  that  we die  it is   when

for conscious animals  dying is

the BIG reveal !

 

BANG

 

life is essentially a process of  shattering+emergence

an alchemist would come in handy   so too an exorcist   a therapist?

beyond a certain age a therapist +a priest  will encourage u not to

chop off your hand  and throw it at the gates   but u must u know

 

who reaches the gates first

shall be king  queen👑

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Fall 2020

so are u becoming or begoing?

the woman with the perfect redhair + metastatic soulhole

has left the bubble

 

hey people  the beauty myth is just a myth  the sidewalks

are littered with

 

uncovered unhinged unfucked  (yes!)   and free

and freedom

tastes like      revenge

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Summer 2020  ..tommy? tommy? apesie?

under a covidmoon🦇

these disturbances of time+space  are befuddling the experts

time has collapsed    face it   it was a social construct  anyway

hey  cavepeople rose with the sun  hunkered with la luna  (this is poetry

fer chrissakes!)  seriously though  say your goodbyes to the

timespace continuum

 

you too must be feeling the warp +woof   they’re separating  the boys

from the men  boys to the left  men to the right  good thing no Nazis in sight

while we women  with only emotion to guide us  are flotsam on the jetsam  of

covid’ssurface    like milkscum

 

buck up ladies!  why not watch the bucks in the bubble?  or die a slow death

at an unventilated mall?  i implore u all: jump on the bandwagon!  sports are the

only opiate we have left  since the assassination of jesus  the gentle rabbi from Galilee

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I give you the mausoleum of all hope and desire. I give it to you not that you

may remember time, but that you might forget it now and then for a moment

and not spend all of your breath trying to conquer it. Because no battle is ever

won. They are not even fought.   (William Faulkner The Sound+The Fury)

 

 

Summer of the Bubble  2020

 

quantum soup* (circa 2012)

poet’s doppelgänger

 

at 60  only 4.5 yrs. away  i shall

have my husband buzz my hair    with his little black shaver

in the months following i will allow it

to turn silver  like my aloof Polish

bubbie’s

 

and in the winter of 2017 i will fly

to Florida  and swim with the dolphins

i’ll try hard not to frighten them with my

bright MAC lipstick +blazing brown eyes

 

i will be  free   and more alive than is currently allowed   or even recommended

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Summer of Silver  2020  ..silverlining of covidabyss

*2017 flew to florida to be my bros cancerwitness

 

August 26, 2020

did u ever have a sister?

 

losing a sibling versus losing a parent

we must be programmed  to lose our parents

as a biological imperative that is

 

think about it

 

we spend our entire lives trying to break away

from   our giants   as my child clients  called

them

 

it is in  those first moments  when u realize u can

control your hands  that you slap them away  or beat

them back   or hack off a hand    to be free

 

hey people  i can do it myself  +put a lock on the bathroom door   fer chrissakes!

 

but siblings  they’re an entirely different story  sewn

into the fabric of your DNA   your cellmates  (one bro

mournful+captive  peering out behind bars of his crib)

poor caged little minkey

 

u cannot surgically remove them  like a bladder   it’s u+them

against  the giants   sink or swim   littermates are tattooed

no matter what  they do     to u

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..did you ever have a sister?  did you?

no but they’re all bitches..

(William Faulkner  The Sound+The Fury  1929)

 

Summer  2020

 

is morphine vegan?

 

time shreds your wildest dreams  seems it flies  too

but sartre thinks our relations with time are all messed up

mostly he is impenetrable  some pearls though  in addition

to:  hell is other people  jean paul is certain that only the past

exists   existentially speaking  that is

 

every second  an evisceratedfuture shredded  so cancel your

membership to the spacetime continuum  opt out  do not check

the box  people    this will all take care of itself

 

+they have morphine!

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..this unspeakable present, leaking at every seam..these memories,

these monstrous obsessions..one escapes from the temporal world

only through mystic ecstasies. A mystic is always a man who wishes

to forget something..TIME MUST BE FORGOTTEN..

(Jean Paul Sartre on William Faulkner ..1955) 

 

 

 

Summer 2020  ..when time went missing..🦇

o those bewitching bubbles

bubbles are a concept by which we measure our pain  safety

do bubbles really mitigate COVID 19?  probably not  yesterday

our 96 yr. old mother  in seclusion as a child  when fevers raged

clothes burned  +lonedoll immolated   let out of covidprison

for the day

 

recoiled from our touch  a touch deprivation of 5 months  leads

to  anomie  robotism  heartfissure-itis  we tried to convince her

masked  distanced  hollowed out   with a likely delirium  around

our edges

 

trust us!

we’re your covidteam! 🦇

 

mother wary  +ninety-six wise  looked askance  using words like

mishigah   when inspecting poet’s  covidombre   but it was my

declaration of a new found vegetarianism  that pushed her over

the ledge

 

she of meat + potatoes   players for 30 years   exercise   meh

the last one standing in her circle   +we of the imaginary  safetybubbles

huddle   succubus+beguiled   hey kids  bubbles can kill u!  then yer dead!

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Summer of Glove  Summer of CovidLove  ☀️ ☠️☀️

the men of the covidsnitch line

the 1st person told me to call the 2nd

who suggested the 3rd  who said call

numero 4  who suggested 5+6   6 said 7

7 said 8   +8 said call #1  !!

 

existentialmasturbation  looking for mr. kafkabar

 

i hung up +vowed not to call 1  even if the

last man standing   mind u he was interested

in what kind of scotch i drink   and so begins

my covidtrajectory  into the vaunted halls of  service ontario

 

he sent me a selfie too  of his privates  which

look a lot like tom berenger’s   now covidderanged   i wait

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Summer 2020  ☠️🦇☀️

 

 

them doggone days

 

my father was gorgeous  no  he really was

all girls think this  electra obviously did  +lisa too

lisa who?

 

simpson

presley

ok  u name a few

 

lee had me on a horse at 3  way before a bike  +he

trained me to deliver 26 puppies on a freezing

balcony  in we the north   in case he wasn’t home

and he wasn’t    home

 

put your fingers down their throats+pull the mucous sac out

 

that’s disgusting!  no way

do it   or they die

ok

 

now wet+frozen  i the chosen  one  hear them drop  from dilly

with a thwaak  onto icy planks  of the balcony  a rotting/swaying

harbinger  of family decay     west facing

 

go west!  young poodlecatcher  be fearless!  midwife your escape  *(still in progress)

greatest little filly of them all   he wrote   in grade 6  autograph book

aug 16  1968     and lee died  21 years to the day

 

so where was mother while 2 dozen puppies were writhing?

cleaning afterbirth  where else?   bloodmottled blue carpet   smiling

watching me  on the balcony   whispering

 

i wanna be u

i wanna be u

 

i wanna be  somebody

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Summer 2020 🦇🦇☀️☀️

 

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