Stories tagged poem

The Full Andy Warhol Experience

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Whenever I go shopping I am trying my best not to be overwhelmed By another Andy Warholian experience This is not like your typical Orwellian Big Brother experience Like when enormous Chairman Mao posters Appear out of nowhere Keeping an e

Say What?

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Red glazed chickens?

Brief Requiem for the Twentieth Century

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The crumbling meccas/ gnaw/ Each fiscal year’s quota of blood and bone,

February 14

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I need you by my side when it counts: when / the hurricane is coming....

ok, ok, so I concede

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some answers are enough to make you cry or laugh yourself to death

Since God Is Pretty

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In the center of barking There is no parking The dogs laugh, the dogs Laugh it off In the center of stinging The bees are singing And the dogs laugh, the dogs laugh The dogs laugh it off In the center of Monday There’s always a Tuesd

This Is the End

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I guess you’re gone now That’s okay I guess I can live with my own ghosts I had no idea What it meant But now I do It meant I was standing At the end of everything And did not know it

Hope Is Not a Political Solution

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Hanging out at the Imaginary Friends Café With all my imaginary friends Poets, itinerant musicians, etc Writing close to nothing Can’t finish a thought So I’m composing a book called “Not Quite Haiku” Which is unfinished, of course I

Bands - They're Back!

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Hooter Suit Trailer Trash Scarlet Harlot Cheating Bitches Abyss Little Bit Closet Poets

The Song in the American Soul

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They are riding through the wild onion of life One layer at a time Turning the world inside out Looking for the unusual patterns Inside the gaping muscle of space With its heart-pounding unnatural heat

Secure

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This is the Minuteman tine/ of the three-tined fork// we can stick into the modern world/ when it’s done-- a MAD triad.

To My Almost Dead Friend

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I Stop Making Sense and Look Where It Gets Me

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In the old days my dreams were slowed way down and made sense, from time to time. They were so slow that they rolled out before me like Reality, and i was in it, and actual words, phrases and characters played out before me

the spit 'n polish

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With gum stuck to my shoe . . .

Chemistry

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The day my mother loses her hair, my classmates learn the scientific method.