3/24/10

New Poems

I wrote four new poems.
They are after "the jump."

Also,
David Leighty made a portrait of me. It captures the scorched earth of my soul.


Bands

I stopped liking music
(but didn’t stop thinking about it)
but did stop caring about it
probably in the backseat with a book
probably in a bed at night, asleep
probably in between comments/looks
probably I stopped liking it
as I was playing it, or
maybe just ‘sublimated’ those thoughts
of how being in a band with you was
into a more general feeling toward a range
of notes and the conventions for arranging them

- life is hard -
probably I/it am/is difficult
probably - I have heard - “we are too alike”
probably feedback ≠ brilliance in 2009
probably overburdening everything
as I seem to do to it, or
whatever, and anyways,
we are out of that place.

I don’t blame you necessarily,

(I don’t really care (though
it does seem a plausible explanation
(when I sit and mull it over)))

I just stopped liking music

Blogs
My friends
have blogs.
My friends
have blogs.

Some friends
seem to have...

upward
mobility.

(They should blog about it.)



Books, Canonical
It’s a great story & book,
which I think is terrific.
Read about it,
before I read it.
Thought about it,
before I thought about it.
Talked about it,
before either.



Politics

Some people are making chapbooks,
some people are drawing comic books,
some people are taking pictures,
some people are painting pictures,
some people are writing books,
some people are playing music,
some people are recording music,
some people are producing films,
some people are producing films about people who play and record music about people who write books about people who paint pictures about people
who take pictures about people who draw comic books about people who make chapbooks about people who produce films about people who write books about people who play and record music about people who write books about people who take pictures about people who paint pictures about people who draw comic books about people who make chapbooks about people who produce films about people who write books about people who play and record music about people who write books about people who take pictures about people who paint pictures about people who draw comic books about people who make chapbooks about people who produce films about people who write books about people who play and record music about people who write books about people who take pictures about people who paint pictures about people who draw comic books about people who make chapbooks about people who produce films about people who write books about people who play and record music about people who write books about people who take pictures about people who paint pictures about people who draw comic books about people who make chapbooks about people who produce films about people who write books about people who play and record music about people who write books about people who take pictures about people who paint pictures about people who draw comic books about people who make chapbooks about people who produce films about people who write books about people who play and record music about people who write books about people who take pictures about people who paint pictures about people who draw comic books about people who make chapbooks about people who produce films about people who write books about people who play and record music about people who write books about people who take pictures about people who paint pictures about people who draw comic books about people who make chapbooks about people who produce films about people who write books about people who play and record music about people who write books about people who take pictures about people who paint pictures about people who draw comic books about people who make chapbooks.

Other people run for congress.



3 comments:

Richard Wehrenberg, Jr. said...

hell yeah

last one is real good

SARA DRAKE said...

I concur with Wehrenberg.

Marina Goldshteyn said...

did david tell you i thought the print made you look like baberham lincoln?

i like bands poem