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THE GASLIGHT ANTHEM – I’DA CALLED YOU WOODY, JOE I was crawling around in my head in the haze of a trance Rico said, “I’ma turn you onto a sound, cool out your head This is the sound from Camden town.” And then I heard it like a shot through my skull to my [...] STILL ON WATER Solitude closes down around us As we lie passive and exhausted Solitude clamps us softly in its warm hand. A turtle slips into the water With a faint noise like a breaking bubble; There is no other sound, only the dim Momentous conversation of windless Poplar and sycamore leaves and rarely, A [...] ROUND ABOUT MIDNIGHT Jazz radio on a midnight kick, Round about Midnight. Sitting on the bed, With a jazz type chick Round about Midnight, Piano laughter, in my ears, Round about Midnight. Stirring up laughter, dying tears, Round about Midnight. Soft blue voices, muted grins, Excited voices, Father’s sins, Round about Midnight. Come on baby, [...] ALL THOSE SHIPS THAT NEVER SAILED All those ships that never sailed The ones with their seacocks open That were scuttled in their stalls … Today I bring them back Huge and transitory And let them sail Forever. All those flowers that you never grew— that you wanted to grow The ones that were [...] JAZZ CHICK Music from her breast, vibrating Soundseared into burnished velvet. Silent hips deceiving fools. Rivulets of trickling ecstacy From the alabaster pools of Jazz Where music cools hot souls. Eyes more articulately silent Than Medusa’s thousand tongues. A bridge of eyes, consenting smiles reveal her presence singing Of cool remembrance, happy balls Wrapped in [...] Had an appointment with the crazy doctor tonight … and I’ve got a lot of thinking to do about some of the things that have been going through my head the past week or so. Things like: Beating myself up for stepping out of my comfort zone, and failing. Rather than beating myself up, I [...] FOR NOTHING Earth a flower A phlox on the steep slopes of light hanging over the vast solid spaces small rotten crystals; salts. Earth a flower by a gulf where a raven flaps by once a glimmer, a color forgotten as all falls away. A flower for nothing; an offer; no taker; Snow-trickle, feldspar, dirt. [...] Sausalito Trash Prayer Sausalito, Little Willow, Perfect Beach by the last Bay in the World, None more beautiful, Today we kneel at thy feet And curse the men who have misused you. — Lew Welch (1926 – 1971[?]), American Beat poet who disappeared in May 1971, presumed to have committed suicide. His body was never [...] FOR MILES Your sound is faultless pure & round holy almost profound Your sound is your sound true & from within a confession soulful & lovely Poet whose sound is played l lost or recorded but heard can you recall that 54 night at the Open Door when you & bird wailed five in the [...] |
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