Category Archives: Poetry

Pissing in Itasca Field on Halloween

    I don’t care now I’m laughing in my Yellow snow shoes God damn humanity A mermaid in a wheelchair Who could make this stuff up? What’s the matter with matter Just enjoy the waitress kneeling In her French … Continue reading

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Car Attendant

Car Attendant   See the cold fool Trying to be hot stuff And his lardass associates Like many fascists they try To prove they’re fun guys By wearing shorts Exposing hairy trotters   A few problems with your Ford? Is … Continue reading

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Ponytailed Erinys

  Ponytailed Erinys   The greyness when It gets late brings The challenge of reality In the form of The Washburn Cheerleader Ponytailed Erinys returning Erinys who walks in darkness Who strips her clothes off And hangs them in a … Continue reading

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Cambridge Poppies

Cambridge Poppies The woman in The bottom of The canoe shakes The wet branches And for a moment All beauty seems to Die in her awakening And yet she still wants To see this instant The lovely mixed up sight … Continue reading

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Another Itasca

Another Itasca   It’s here of course in The blondes all the blondes In sunglasses and jean jackets That barefoot girl running to Some assignation carrying Her sandals the braid flapping Down the middle of her back Or the other … Continue reading

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Lucky

Lucky   We meet on the stairs She’s always late has A job selling candy On the other bank Just before class She sits next to me Stretching her legs Tight white pants feet In and out of moccasins Outlined … Continue reading

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Razor point II

  Razor Point II Redwing sweatshirt green rain slickerBut not a sincerely ironic rugby shirtMuttering over some tear or stainWar Story Science Fiction Mental IllnessAll in one (relatively) thin ponytailed volume All of them insufficient models of realityLegs out on another … Continue reading

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Swinburne

Art thou the ghost, my sister, White sister there, Am I the ghost, who knows?     — Swinburne  

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Remains

  Remains   The thought That you’re nowhere But in the earth   Not even Ruined beauty Only simple remains   Lying beyond recapture Falling before achieving This age of ridiculous desire  

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Eastern Western

  Eastern Western   The feet of the dance hall girls shuffle As they can can off the dusty stage Bending to toss their red garters Souvenirs of a paradise That’s always a border away   Wagon wheels turn and … Continue reading

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