Friday, January 22, 2010

Abstract and surreal poetry is the wombat's pajamas...

{ Droll Contender } by Big Sway

The lights go out in the Rubber Factory
Knowledge of fledgling suns
Ohio's dirty
Electrical
Blues

Losing you
Addict pains
Leaving, you are on time- 10 A.M.
Gun-fire, semi-automatic
Poems sprawled out like an armed shop lifting spree
The razor-edged son of music and poetry

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Sleater Kinney sings in a small red brick room
Birds are birthed in barbwire
Newborns breath like a bass drum
Roller rink audiences cheer 'round and 'round...

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Kids whisper
Behind flowers
2-minute songs
Fragile as Fall in dandelions
Warbling on heels

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Disco whale calls
Indo boop bip techno
Masses rising up
Between ribs
With knives pairing reapers with keepers

Stomping in unison
Pub music
Peanut shells waltzing all night
Words picked and repeated in unison

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Peppers kiss your cup
Brothers and sisters shake it up
Cooling down in LA funk
Cement in the eye sockets
Pacific salt on the tip of the tongue

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Songs churn cues of lazy and lonely poets
Behind bottles of frozen liquid booze
and cold Coca-Cola in spider-webbed plastic
Emptiness inside, outside is fingers escaping in fictions
Graphite and plastic on canvas
Shlopping mupp onto good, erudite peoples
Unfair, unfair
My fair
May-fare hairline fracture
Between existing and exisnotting

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Welsh knots
Diving for hidden treasure
Cream of wheat
Odd gilded fever
The fly swats
The tail flies

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You lie there in the light of morn
White tassels up to your cheeks
Quilts of desire, heavy and warm

I wake to your breath like a roll of thunder
Blurred eyes spin like shells in and out
Melted engine, soft for sculpture

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Laughable regrets
Weeds in the lips, overgrown
The case is made for teen infatuation
The challenge is filled with secret love
The voices soar over dells and bell-towers
Unique snowflakes in a blizzard bellow

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Simply sweet
Complex chaos
Justification & just desserts
Complex feats
A simple matrix & a just measure

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A mixed drink
Mixed emotions
Cauldrons of droll contenders
A fixed connotation of a loose meaning
A ill-fitted bender

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Your poster sits over my head, bored
Self-gratification girl
The horrific yarn of the hairy palm
Need, need, need
Pursed French leaks from oily pinks
Dark lining eyes run like sex marathoners
Dance, sweat, pheromones
Beats, booze
Goners
Lost in ascribable memory

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Tossed to libel
Reliable libel
Rivals' repayable libation
I hold no political constituency
Aisles drunk and stumbling
White hairs dyed black as Satan's asshole
My country is dried out
Martini and on the rocks

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Thoughts, alone,
Cannot do the J-O-B
Lonely thoughts
S-O-B to the bone
Let me celebrate your body
Let me touch the Rosetta Stone
Manifest a tenderness
Let me proclaim you oddly
More or less

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A small child sticks his tongue out at silence
Runs his eloquent digits over a fretting guitar
Swaying to and fro over Motown
An overdrawn ATM star
Come home to roost

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Phone messages go out in the night
Phones go unanswered
Jaws jab on
Words burst on the scene from somewhere
Otherwhere
Keys are mastered
We've been left alone

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The big peace arrives a mile north
In an eye of a buzzard cyclone
Coyote band of spirit scavengers roaming
Waking she up

The high flyer stars on overcast days
The singing starberries pop & coo
A big rain is being murmured on ribbons of wind
Dark as a bruise

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