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Doug Draime "Singing the Star Spangled Banner"

the sound of peace/ has never/ been heard/ in the history of mortal ears

David McLean "winter winds (thus summer winds me up)"

only the great winter winds/ know the true names of everything/ and their grand narrative is told by Clio/ muse of not fucking around/ and telling lies/ but reciting the truth of time

Papa Osmubal "Waiting for the Bus"

I might have become a poet/ had the bus not come./ I was starting to speak and fathom/ the language of the wind.

Zachary Bush
"Searching For Common Skin"

Late morning and the house is alive and rich/ With syrup and butter from French toast on the stovetop/ We gather a picnic basket and walk over china/ Plates gilded in golden dried egg yolk and open the front door/ Stepping into the mouth of the valley

 

 

 

 

Bada Bing

Jack K. told Allen G. that William B.

Liked to fuck boys, or was that

The other way around?

Yeah, it must have been the other way around

‘Cause Allen G. liked to fuck them real real young

And he knew by sight another perv who liked to fuck boys

Though, Allen G, by definition was a pedophile

And William B. was only on the borderline

Now, Jack K. didn’t like to fuck boys but Allen G.

Kissed and told: that Jack K. liked to fuck a man now and then

Or maybe he just like to fuck Allen G. now and then ?

Nonetheless, welcome to the sex lives of your literary heroes, boys & girls.

Singing The Star Spangled Banner

the words stick in your throat like
push pins
in a war map.
the sound of peace
has never
been heard
in the history of mortal ears.
time remaining
time lost
oppression blood &
war.
the same-old
same-old
butchery ...
sing you stupid
motherfucker

Hitting the Gravel

Face like
road kill.

Mammoth,
hairy fists, like
King Kong’s
daddy

Drunk &
idiot me,
in close
swinging

He just
grinned.

Running for Congress

with freak face like Richard Nixon
on acid, as the dizzy vipers of culture
sweep wide like a flood
the Conscience of honor,
with the tricky Dicky face turning into
the wacko mug of Charlie Manson:
the non compos mentis vibe of the
perpetual war machine, and
60’s Huntley & Brinkley
on network news
with nightly death count
their faces gray as fish bones

Gertrude Stein Has Sex With A Man For
The First Time

What long this dong
into deep pussy fest
wobbling of white space
the born of whacking
fingering there was
to watch but never was spring
sound of that what long
this dong into
deepest pussy fest

Fingering there was
to watch but never was spring
sound of that what long
this dong into
deepest deepest pussy fest
what long this dong
wobbling of white space
the born of whacking
fingering there

To watch but never was spring
sound of that what long
this dong into
deepest deepest deepest pussy fest