Behind Stage 3 After the Garbage Truck Rolls By

Discussion in 'Poetry' started by EternalHunter, Apr 24, 2006.

  1. EternalHunter

    EternalHunter Member

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    To the almost never wases and the has been heroes
    the scattered starlet shrieks to betighted shadows
    Hamlet you’re an oxymoron
    tracing your toe through the thick sludge of
    counter pulse oozing over the edge of gravities rim.
    It wasn’t up to him, high too, behold the pale horse,
    he is drunk off the fermented vapors
    maintains that he is not sexually attracted to old people
    but they have good stories before you were in diapers.
    Oh cyclic life—Laika revolving, one bark means
    Goddamnit we did it comrade! Two signals technical failure
    and either way here is a canine skeleton
    dissolving in the space between his toes.
    Hamlet knows that when tea boils on his belly button
    only a grain of sugar can be added, and then
    there is a perfect cradle for the butterflies to sip.
    He doesn’t like laying prostrate, but
    it’s better than duking it out with some pissed off samurai.
    It is the second coming that traces the tracks
    of the rough beast through her breast—spearing the writhing
    fish of her heart with shudder and slow death…
    The lights descend, eyelashes quiver one last seduction to the reaper,
    it is time for the kiss, but into the dark
    slides the pedophile smile, tiptoe towards the edge.
    Dawn travels wassily toward the muddy legs,
    silenced and fused like the minds of cross dressers.
    Without humans everything has a life of its own
    she screams into the Amish friendship bread
    It all just has to get smashed around and ferment.
    So much for sunshine when you’re drowning in sorrow.
    A prelude to the Boss Man, Gates and Napoleon.
    If they weren’t rich they might have been really good men.
    Take a sip of that sonny; roll it around on the buds
    it takes no longer to become everything I’m not.
     
  2. fulmah

    fulmah Chaser of Muses

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    You've been working at the spoken word style, haven't you? I love the tone this has, the vibe... it gets a little hard to follow at times (maybe some line break adjustment?) but still, it be fun! You got good timing with posting this up too, I've been having massive problems with getting hipforums to load here at work for the last several weeks, but so far today it's been zippin along...

     
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