late january...

wrote this one about a decade ago. thought it fitting given the time of year.


carlos of little egypt

living, learning, buying and growing in a cave, the sierra nevada
following carnivals around
sell those junkheeps, travel upward
you don't lie or cheat, you steal my soul
and all my respect and astonishment
what makes you?
you live alone
piano melodies sail down onto me
escaped the fate of your fellows
so narrowly, so wonderfully
destroying pen and three things new,
five and six of red and blue
the back of you
spreads the destruction of late january
three inch death squad, destroying,
dropping from your cacoons,
fly with all your might
hatching and birthing by the hundreds each
calasoma beetles and other parasitic insects that feed on you, unleashed
wilt disease combined
collect and burn egg masses or treat with creosote.

Expectations

My poetry is written to be performed/heard aloud. So I'm slightly opposed to typing it out for others to read. My inflection and brilliant stage presence will be all for naught! But what the hell, right? Here's a super-shorty for y'all anyways re: boyfriends as of late...


Do not put me on a pedestal

Your expectations
Of a super-style girlfriend
Are plain exhausting

And I've been tossing around the question of why
You keep trying to keep me tied up here
So high up here in your head

Do not put me on a pedestal

I'm not that super
I can't shoot lasers from my eyeballs
And long falls leave me in stitches
And/or casts

Cast aside visions of me in spandex and lycra
or a rubber cat suit
See my taste buds
are in cahoots with the chocolate
So I don't pull those out on a regular basis

I can't fly
And I've never stopped a bad guy
From accosting a little old lady
Though I'd try
If I came across the crime in progress

My super-bio would read as follows:

Super-Britt!
Why she's faster than a speeding turtle
She hurtles tall-ish children in a single bound
(Leap-frog styles)
She dodges mullets with ease
And her spelling capabilities are astounding

But as she IS a human
Do not put her on a pedestal

She never fails to disappoint

Maggie Po

Originally uploaded by titanium-white

Thats RIGHT, boys and girls! Cartoons and Magnetic poetry is the shit you have unwittingly signed up for! The circus is back in town and we're selling pink lemonade!

seriously though...

someday i will make this one classy.

xo.

A.

The Cat Piano

An instant favourite. Narrated by nick cave and delightfully animated, whats not to love...

fave bits :
"there was a hole in my heart, and everything fell out of it.."
"keep your lullabies hidden" - with accompanying visual
And of course, the closing sentence.

j'adore.

xo.

A.