(2002?)
so this man
and his son
are asked to club each other
to death
it's either that
or they
will both be killed
so (maybe asked isn't the right word)
not much of a request
is it
this isn't a story
it's historical fact
imagine yr father
imagine looking him in the eyes
imagine gripping the club in yr hands
(Montréal, 26 May 2002)
walk through my spiderwebs at will
drink up the silence
as you walk down my deserted alleyways
cradle a lost love
wind rustles
sweep of searchlights
dead end alleys
a squeaking bicycle
(suspension silencieux)
(Montréal, 29 May 2002)
i like him better when he's silent
his hands folded peacefully across his chest
sleep is a precious jewel
to be treasured
a precious animal which
when you catch it skipping
through the wood
out of the corner of yr eye
signals
that these are auspicious times
those rare moments
when its guard
can be let down
(Ithaca, 4 June 2002)
so i can fly across the sea and stay with another
and spend time with another
...
(NYC, 13 June 2002)
(chez Louise, London, 25 June 2002)
the cold moisture on my fingertips
my pint of beer
the dank sweat that hangs in the air
the music for my loins
our loins
we're all stuck in this interplay
boy girl
man woman
the loins
the loins
and now it's time to clap
(København, 6 July 2002, 1:39)
(København, 12 July 2002)
(København, 16 July 2002, 16:24)
gorgeous shock
of blonde hair
green garage shorts faded now
her modesty no more
than a thin slice of black
Michael's dead now
his wings flap on
a
love
supreme
.
.
.
the fizz
of carbonation
the click
of lit cigarette
a muted chirp.
(Assistens Kierkegård, København, 8 August 2002)
development
development
development
you chase me
from forest to forest...
(5 September 2002)
(København, 22 October 2002)
just not too fast now
let's keep it slow
beautiful nature
beautiful show
(Harbølle Strand, 24 October 2002)
(2 November 2002)
the ocean floor
is newly uphoulstered
i catch my breath
by the bickering turnstile
molest me
you bet
gallop & plummet
surround yrself
with cacophony
blinding peels
of tortured prisms
whining shells
folded handclaps
diminished chimes
& nursery rhymes
yr eyelashes scattered
take the reins,
my boy
take the reins
feel them carve
the salty sting
yr bleeding somehow
head collapsed
lilac shutters
s
sky clad mattresses
shimmering with lustre
dim, dim
cavalcades
& a sense
of enchantment
the arc
is fading
soft
a final plunge
tempt me
tempt me
but my hands
are tied
it was i myself
who bound them
(Ouranopolis, 10 May 2003)
(Vordingborg, 2 July 2003, 16:09)
thuds and explosions everywhere
galaxies imploding
a deep, deep well
of exquisite blackness
oh Lord
bless yr creations
especially the ones that propel me
into the stratosphere
bless the unfathomable beauty
the epiphany of her silhouette
(Montréal, 9 August 2004)
(Montréal, Summer 2004)
j'envoie des signaux de fumée
< < come in, come in> >
(Montréal, Summer 2004)
greed
harebrained cordant bundoora!
greed
is my son needs hurting
make yr girlfriend happy
greed
assist yr son with his pain
but i'm childless
rolex submarine watches
greed
go car alarms go
drive or mix alcohol
greed
as tablespoonful fuck from of fear
and his chin on
greed
Trinidad shook
greed
bozo quest
greed
bullet future
greed
housebreak Patagonia
border protocols
incentive program
greed
save, save, save
grandslam stock
greed
mysterious illnesses
greed
common household mold
since Biblical times
a new boom industry
lucrative approach
greed
microorganisms & contaminants
greed
hazards, hazards
greed
speculate
carry risk
future looking statements
greed
project
foresee
expect
will
anticipate
estimate
believe
understand
beware of an inherent conflict of interest
greed
risk
next of kin
totally free!
greed
helicopter
oh helicopter
for what do yr blades chop the sky
look confident
feel sexy
greed
free trial
greed
while supplies last
(Glendale, 2 November 2004)
men der ER krig
i hyggelige Danmark
Danmark er i krig
here on Bornholm
it's only the battle of the elements we notice
no insurrectionist Iraqi troops
are setting these hills on fire
the rain pitter patters down
an unknown bird converses with the wind
rushing through the trees,
call & response
jeg søger tilflugt
(Gamleborg, 1 August 2005)
cut it
cut it out
cut it loose
cut it shor-
(Türkiye & Bulgaria, April-June 2006)
you wicked butterfly,
who clipped yr wings?
prayers in the prairies
for you,
my tightrope walker
encapsulate
all yr frozen identities
cram them into the oven
& teach them forgotten songs
the young voyeurs,
imbibing forbidden fluids...
pull over!
for the love of love...
let us savour
each drop of nectar
from glistening lips,
from swollen fruits dangling
from the tree branches
like necklaces & pendants...
summer lurks around the corner,
the moon will rise triumphant
so rocket forth,
so rocket forth
mes amis
(Bulgaria, 11 June 2006)
Fire-sick bird
belch yr flame,
my companion
(Irakli, Bulgaria, 15 June 2006, 1:29)
why do the vultures
fold themselves amongst the lambs?
bloodthirsty lambs,
what have you done with my flock?
you ask a lot of questions for a
for a
for whatever you are
drape yrself
in hostile colours
bear the flag
of the presserman
there's a cross over there
but you've been crossed a few times now
yes, a cross over there
but what good does it do?
giggle on, little one
may yr giggles never be silenced
(Ramallah, 9 July 2006)
(I$rael, July 2006)
(Petra, 16 July 2006)
inside i feel a lead weight
deadening my insides...
(well at least i'm grounded)
hook
line
and sinker
it even hurts to swallow
i sink,
i sink -
will it be enough
to catch her?
or is she
already caught?
(Burgas, 26 July 2006)
catapult me to a bygone age
let hoodlums be hoodlums
aggravated by yr fellow man?
disappointed?
let down?
have no fear,
that doesn't make you a misanthrope -
it means you have a backbone!
the inverse Golden Rule blues.
so shine like a delapidated, tarnished pheasant feather.
preen yrself & overflow the wishing well.
may spires greet you
& turmoil grace you
with a last
parting
kiss
(Salem OR, 13 January 2007)
(7 March 2007, 10:04)
to speak is to create
to act is to implement
scholarly reclusion
an act of self-hatred
despondence complete
ciao
for now
for a buggity doo
for a warehouse, a Suleyman
in Timbuktu
no stocks or bonds
but a pumpkin-shade warehouse
no cat no mouse
no cat
no mouse
(9 March 2007)
(Upstate NY, 14 March 2007)
whose foothills shall i grace ce soir?
which winding paths
the hole left by yr absence
isn't much of a consolation
that divine sparkle in yr eye
if i were the last man on Earth
and you were the last woman
would you dis me,
ignore me?
i AM the last man on Earth
you ARE the last woman
quoi alors?!?
citywide emergency is flakes of snow
(Montreal, March 2007)
the answer is yes
yes, yes, yes.
the answer is yes
even if we have all forgotten
what the question was
the answer is yes
yes, yes, yes.
regardless of the question
(March/April 2007)
something,
something.
(Newark, 8 April 2007, 6:38)
since when are we not allowed to repeat ourselves?
Kurt is dead
Have You No Respect
For The Man?
you can really just let go of the other side
there's no need to calculate
Oberoi,
where are you?
must i wait a month...
insights,
outsights,
in sight
& out of sight
in sight
& out of sight
insights,
outsights,
in sight
& out of sight
in sight
& out of sight
there's no need to calculate
you can really just let go of the other side...
that it's looked down upon,
having yr eyes closed
in a public place
how many hours can you go
just listening?
(Rotterdam, 12 April 2007, 22:41)
(Rotterdam, 14 April 2007, 3:22)
parce qu'on doit se depecher
se depecher
se depecher
mais voyez-vous ca?
les poches d'extase
(Bruxelles, 14 April 2007, 19:55)
(Shepherd's Bush, London, 16 April 2007, 8:30)
(Calais, 16 April 2007, 18:27)
but some hearts are true
(Lausanne, 20/21 April 2007, earlier than 1:26)
(Christiania, 24 April 2007)
(København, 25 April 2007)
(Kilburn, London, 1 May 2007)
love
joy
gratitude
respect
normalization
i've been isolated
transferred
diagnosed
knocked over
prescribed
published
arrested
imprisoned
searched
interrogated
robbed
lied to
punched
knocked on my ass
spit on
lauded
loved
ignored
ignored
ignored
released
televised
born
married
kicked out
left behind
kissed
fucked
betrayed
yet sat is in its seat
chit doesn't cheat
and ananda is ever-undulating
born to be a thorn in yr side
(Valmo, Nederlands, 5 May 2007, 11:53)
than die in yr arms,
swaddled in investment funds,
clearcuts, & landfills
(Burgas, 19 May 2007)
(Szikszo, Magyar Republic, 7 June 2007, 7:47)
(between Silivri & Istanbul, 28 June 2007, 11:00)
fine,
go ahead & try to deny me
entry into yr country
try & stop me
from hitchhiking for hundreds of miles
to protest for yr Arab brethren
how much time & energy
do YOU devote to them?
really, now?
and yr trying to stop ME
from doing so?
may Allah have mercy on you
may Allah have mercy on us all
for getting into this mess in the first place
for dipping our filthy paws in it
& spreading it all over
fine,
go ahead & whip that spider
to the ground
grind it into the asphalt
under yr heel
& explain how
you have to
because it's SO dangerous
you, my friend,
are dangerous.
(Syria, 2 July 2007)
(Vipassana course, Magen, 10 August 2007)
crawling around
on all fours...
paroxysms,
conniption fits...
if i
were an alien
who touched down
from some distant galaxy
and you
were the first life form
i encountered
"Waaaaaaah...........!"
(i would cry out
in disbelief),
"What a PLANET!!!!!"
to wrap
my arms
around you,
over
& over
& over again
like an octopus,
like an octopus.
like an octopus
from the primordial depths
of the deepest ocean
tentacles holding,
tentacles wrapping...
(yet, too,
that which i grapple with:)
tentacles releasing,
tentacles letting go.
Daniel swam in these very pools:
everything dies but that's no reason
to do what you have done
everything dies but that's no reason
(make it up to me
i dare you)
(a.k.a. is it time to consult the witch? I Sam. 28:7ff), Vipassana course, Magen, & Sulha, Latrun, Ein Dor, 11-18 August 2007)
men vi havde et mål
what a wild world
don't underestimate butterflies
watch
the trees
dance
in the wind
blessings
oh perfect Universe
(København Ø & near Agura Köyu, 18 June 2007, 20:17 & 24 August 2007, 11:34)
oh lovely women i have had in my life...
(Paris, 24 September 2007, 21:49)
beguiled?
be guiled
moon, beloved:
be loved
quiet intensities
somber intuition
the crumbling glory
of fanned flames
follow the arteries
winding their way
across the landscape
transfer at the heart
(Almelo de Riel & Schleswig-Holstein, 30 September 2007, 22:01 & 1 October 2007, 16:20)
information gladly given
but safety dictates
that unnecessary conversations
be avoided
which zip code
do you not park yr car in
since you don't have a car?
the black hole of Nevada
rules of engagement:
"i'm the heart of the fight"
"kill Jihad"
"shoot move communicate kill"
"ready aim squeeze fire"
the new normal
the capitalist gospel
furries of snakes
hard-ons
may yr buns be freshly baked
may yr water be cool
cognoscenti
stretch yr stretch limo
around the emaciated limbs
of someone whom is starving
litter & it will hurt
personal revolution
divine anarchy
cracked taillight
"Albany is a curved street"
_let_ Winter slow you down
ignite the flame
Ilac,a socks
designated smoker/tripper
hurtling down yr death lines
carved into the landscpape
(you angered a man)
salt connection
you people are five abortions
pharoah's eggs
where do we get off,
trying to outshine yr lights?
duty free paradise
Stå til højre - gå til venstre
orchestral punk
exhilarating punk rock masterpiece
the golden horizon
the black hats surrounded by the gowns
a flashing red light town
Births & Deaths
Marriages
Civil Partnership
Payment needed at all times every day except Christmas Day
do this do that
throw nothing into the sea
ne jetez rien à la mer
geen afval in zee gooien
sheep grazing
next to the discotheque
oh glorious, glorious Universe...
(North Amerikkka, Europa, & the Middle East, 2006-2007)
this is purr mama resistor book number eleven (ink011)
all poems copyright 2002-2007 Lars RO. contact him if yr interested in publishing them in print or in reproducing them. thanks.