Wednesday, August 9, 2017
Knight
Lord she’s gone done left me done packed / up and split
and I with no way to make her
come back and everywhere the world is bare
bright bone white crystal sand glistens
dope death dead dying and jiving drove
her away made her take her laughter and her smiles
and her softness and her midnight sighs—
Fuck Coltrane and music and clouds drifting in the sky
fuck the sea and trees and the sky and birds
and alligators and all the animals that roam the earth
fuck marx and mao fuck fidel and nkrumah and
democracy and communism fuck smack and pot
and red ripe tomatoes fuck joseph fuck mary fuck
god jesus and all the disciples fuck fanon nixon
and malcolm fuck the revolution fuck freedom fuck
the whole muthafucking thing
all i want now is my woman back
so my soul can sing
Etheridge Knight, “Feeling Fucked Up” from The Essential Etheridge Knight.
Copyright © 1986 by Etheridge Knight.
Thursday, July 13, 2017
Wednesday, July 12, 2017
Friday, July 7, 2017
A Certain Amount Of Dog Nipples
Each emotionally rendered panel stumbling
towards the truth slightly cautioning, protect your
heart, heal your troubles, and
with the blessing of fate and fortune moving
toward an ornamentation of color,
adorns the reins of two lovers,
a rainbow of blessings, the details
written long ago in the book of
secrets not for the faint of heart.
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