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May hasn't ended but it has: 2005

by Cristy M.

1

On smoking:

pointing at self,

"princess of

procrastination,

then!" Amanda

chuckles, allows

the royal dub.



***



2

no: not "ha."

Your disappointment-

strewn self makes

me throw up/vomit sick.



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3

my advice: dwell

on it til it makes

swell and you

fuck it up as

though you must



***



4

wicked smurf lick

lick jazz

caukles flicker

ditty daphodils

swamped kicking

keen verses croon

like peach as din-din

digs for joints

in hip jeans



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5

handprints fill the

pages--outlines

traced deliver

corpses to the morgue

a two-day patricide,

matricide til it

resurrects with vengeance



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6

shorter ringlets, bangs, and cuffs

redder roots, brighter toenails

a new hard woman do create



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7

four glasses of wine, a

ciggie pack, some sushi,

and a horror flick=date



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8

Cars line the pavement

like a picket fence

awash with grime and

gas fumes.



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9

This kitty is billed

as a solo performer

with a cast of

rotating guest stars.

It is never as

lonely as on the

reunion shows.



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10

From husband be

my mister, from

boyfriend lover

take, so the muse

will not abandon.

Complaceny is a

poet's floating dagger.



***



11

Let me steal this

second in a frame

so the picture

becomes amber to

our intentions.



***



12

leave our name

for a table

we never take



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13

Sun burns fog

in wicked laserbeam

shards of yellow.

It is all for the

existential pyromaniac

a little ideal.



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14

I see through the window

your bedroom light

reflects a white box

over my made up eye

staring into the

rearview mirror.



***



15

Somewhere inside

a cat is petting,

licking her own fur.

Her owner is

locked outside.



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16

People like passing fads,

trays of hors d'oeuvres.



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17

I'm sorry, but

I can't see the

dating potential

of someone who

drives a Volvo.



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18

My feelings have

a freshness

date of a month

from now. I apologize

in advance for

causing a stink

in your fridge.



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19

He asks if I believe

in karma.

I tell him, "I'm

Buddhist, dontcha

know?"



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20

Sand is the karmic

exception to the

marvelling beauty

of the beach.

Between the cords

of my jacket, piles

poured out of my

pockets, I know

that I had sinned.



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21

The girl with

hysterical pregnancies

(while medicated)

told the DCF that

Nurse Ratchet grabbed

her lactating breast.

Action was taken.



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22

Belly hangs over

his panty lines

wrinkled rolls

like yellow flesh bags,

is the life of

Jesse's t-shirt.



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23

Milk cartons are

old-school. Check.

The babies are

crying in the

egg cartons. Check.

A single shot of

haldol makes them

dyskinesia-likened.



***



24

If it's that I'm

speaking in a

forgein tongue, will

you ask me for

the English translation

already and stop

misunderstanding me?



***



25

snot

sniff

rub

blow

rub

snot

sniff

rub

blow

rub...

irritation



***



26

Eddie asks me if

I've ever been to

Vegas. He says,

"strange city (head

shake) strange

city." Despite its

newfound gentrification.



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27

Your propensity

to call me a

cunt makes

me want to

rip your

fucking fallus.

Calls the gnats

"the locusts" too.



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28

Jesse: While

you're at it,

I want

a pony.



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29

He says he tells

the ney-sayers

that he's argued

with me and

that's an automatic

win for him. Everytime.



***



30

"He's not good

at subterfuge.

He needs to cut

that shit out."

His bombs are

like turds in

a blanket and

his breath stinks

like a garlic grenade.

12/10/2006

Posted on 12/10/2006
Copyright © 2024 Cristy M.

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