[You can imagine a teddybear with a real human tongue.]
I thought of us
as God's favorite
little people
even though
we were giants.
I thought of us
rowing
in a dark slipper
to lute
under catacombs
in the ancient and buried stomach
of the city
our kisses ornamented
by batwings of smoke
NO!
Aphrodite!
Aphrodite!
OUTSIDE!
OUTSIDE!
In the everlasting apple blossom collonades
we would wax our hotrods.
NO!
and If I said..
you'd say
nana
I'd say
nana
We are too close for words
too far
but in a perfected arrogance
our entanglement
is the surety
of our species' muscular vanity
the sun
like a drum
in our scrubadub
hips..
It IS bad poetry, but we made it,
and we like it
we like it alot (cuss cuss usa)
..
This is supposed to be a good Sun Ra song
like the ones we know together
I cannot think of anything more epic
alive
and beautiful
and this is important
than us.
It isn't public, never will be.
It's as secret
as secret can get.
and also
purple.
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Time is passing as if we first saw each other in the
ReplyDelete17th centuy and we'll meet again in the 23rd
the junk sails into the Formosan harbor
dragons at the gate snort and smell
and tell us if we are behaving incorrectly
Yushan mountain peaks out of the clouds a
distant mist from T'ai-tung harbor
we will meet at the Chulu beauty hotel
sipping silver needle yellow tea
and Lu Zi will mingle well with the neighbors
we will see each other again in a little while
while the bamboo quakes and the
tea steeps
little cups left on the wooden bench on the veranda
overlooking the harbor from the Chulu beauty hotel
you in rough sandals, me in white socks
time is passing as the tea steeps and the junk sails out again
into the water
the dragons look up toward the veranda and on the lingbi stone nearby there is a small engraving that says
he, jing, yi, zhen
omg! [screams]
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