Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Missy Elliott - She's A Bitch

Stop what you are doing right now and go to Weird Deer immediately

Go to Weird Deer right now and listen to Monica Fambrough's poem "Don't You Think Salt is Pretty." Go here to listen.

And if that is actually a question posed to me the reader, yes I DO think salt is pretty.

Thank you, Aaron, for writing me this poem

Tourmaline Sunday night
Aaron Tieger

I am writing this because
I crave the tactile pleasure
of purple ink on blue paper
or my lost black pen on white paper
or a pencil in the margin of a book
for a class I’d skip
to stay in bed & read
another book

It is Sunday night
and I am scared to go to bed
because I am scared to wake up
and put on my clothes and creep
to work like all
the other creeps. I ate too
much sugar & tried
to distract myself from feeling
like shit by feeling
like shit but it
didn’t work & now I feel
like shit. This world
scares me because every time
I see the road my lights
go out & I wake
& am lost & wondering
about the car
but when I find the car my keys
don’t fit & I know I have to find
another car & it takes me so long
with cars & I want to just walk or
better stay home but you need
a car so I find a car I like
OK & I buy the car & get
my plates & get the bill
for the excise tax which
I never pay & now I have car
that’s new to me but old
enough that little things
like wipers
go wrong & if the wipers
go wrong what’s stopping the brakes
or lights from going just
when the road comes
up in the dark

I am writing this tonight
because my friend Dottie’s
in my head reading poems
very loudly. Dottie reads
loudly it is like a dagger
of soul driving into
your soul when she talks about flowers
& birds & yes
her breasts. My heart runs
the way DL writes & if
I could I would tell her to make
a poem in which I am a hot
little bird on a greenhouse roof
& inside the greenhouse a bucket
of ice melts with a bottle of ambition
floating amidst the plants & warming
up to the point of melting

I am writing this tonight
I am using a lot of words more
than is my wont I don’t
think I am saying much I could maybe
trim a bit down but I’m trying
to distract myself and meditate
on the scratch of ink on a page
like skin the thin skin over a heart
that knows not what it knows
more words
footsteps on the ceiling cat snores
there is an endless amount of objective
correlative in my apartment alone
I think I have written myself down & maybe
can boil this
all down:

It’s Sunday night.
I hate my job. I love
your book.


This one's for you:

Thursday, April 24, 2008

Willis on PennSound today

Yay, one of my favorite poets is featured on PennSound today! You have to listen to Elizabeth Willis:

EW's page on PennSound

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Electric Six - Dance Commander

This guy is me every night.

"Go red go red, laugh white."

-Stein, Tender Buttons

Monday, April 21, 2008

Wednesday, April 09, 2008

Madonna ft. Justin Timberlake 4 Minutes (Offical Video)

Yes!!!!! I have been waiting for this for weeks!!

"If you feel it, it must be real."
Oh yes, that is so true!

M.I.A. - Jimmy

Monday, April 07, 2008

Rocky Top, TN

By Dolly Parton

"Wish that I was on ole Rocky Top,
Down in the Tennessee hills.
Ain't no smoggy smoke on Rocky Top,
Ain't no telephone bills.

Once I had me a man on Rocky Top,
Half bear the other half cat.
Well he was as wild as a mink, but he was sweet as soda pop,
I often think about that.

Rocky Top, you'll always be
Home sweet home to me.
Good ole Rocky Top,
Rocky top Tennessee, Rocky Top Tennessee.

Now once two strangers climbed on Rocky Top,
Lookin' for a moonshine still.
Strangers ain't come down from Rocky Top,
Some they never will.

Did you know corn don't grow at all on Rocky Top,
The dirt's too rocky by far.
And that's why all the folks on Rocky Top
Get their corn from a jar.

Rocky Top, you'll always be
Home sweet home to me.
Good ole Rocky Top,
Rocky Top Tennessee, Rocky Top Tennessee.

Now I've had years of cramped up city life,
Trapped like a duck in a pen.
All I know is it's a dang burn pity life
Can't be simple again.

Rocky Top, you'll always be
Home sweet home to me.
Good ole Rocky Top,
Rocky top Tennessee, Rocky Top Tennessee.

Rocky Top Tennessee, Rocky Top Tennessee.
Rocky Top Tennesee eee eee eee.

Beautiful baby shoes

Find gorgeous dollbaby shoes here.

Wednesday, April 02, 2008

James Hampton

I love James Hampton's artwork.

Some more information about him can be found here. Enjoy and happy Spring!

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