Bullshit!

Friday, December 11

blog poetry

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GodZone

Granny Smith in Godzone
My own blog

Well, who would have thought it would be so hard
to choose an address for this page.
Everything was taken (except this name)
and I chose hundreds, well dozens, well maybe ten or so
and everything was gone (except this one)
and it's not even a great address ... I mean, you'll never find it ...
inarut ... how stupid, in a rut,
but that's what I am, I guess.
My little mind was in a rut when it came to choosing a name,
and a name is with you forever. You get stuck with it.

When your parents give you a name
you have no choice. But even
when you have a choose a name for yourself,
it's not easy, especially when there are unseen rules out there
that govern what you can call yourself. Billions of people in the world
and you cannot choose a name someone else has. Kind of limiting, isn't it.

Some poor babies get stuck with cruel names.
Take Rowland Rowlands.
What were his parents thinking of?
No wonder he chose to be known a Tiny.
Well, this has all been too hard for me. It's time
for my afternoon nap.

Cats Cats Cats
Catscatscats.blogspot.com

Catsaresexy

yeah so what its called catsaresexy so what want to fight about it

because you know

my cat is sexy

Tuesday, December 8

Chilanga

I saw you standing there in the
Jamaica Plain food mart

you put
three red
carboard boxes
of spanish sodium rice
into your shopping cart

I watched you read
the nutrition facts

you sent off your
white college roommate as though she were
an ivory puck
sailing across a shuffle board
towards the Hi-Lo produce isle
to appropriate some celery

she felt so--
--cultured.
as she moved across the
linoleum floor

all of it
all of it she did for her
own,
genuine
--her prized
real-life chilanga

in this moment
you looked at me, we
locked eyes
you with your mexico '68 dress on
me with my
righteous guilt

I was considering how
all sex under capitalism
is inseparable from coercion
as I thought about
how your butt
looks cute in the dress

the chess men cookies behind you
wondered if anything
would ever
be any different

by then you were
one eighth towards the
meat section
and
in one glance
you had known me
even before
I had shown you
my sharpened teeth
with a smile