Dumb, Ugly and Uncreative

Two Poems I would like to share with the world

Should Have Been the Blues

Hey there silly young man
Listen to me silly young man
That black bird youre trying to catch
will fight till she can't stand.
So where is the fear on your face?
Oh WHERE is the fear on your face?!
If you think for a moment theres nothing to fear
she'll give you some fear to taste.
Those big dark wings will spread
Oh those blackened wings will spread
And with all your body and your soul
You'll know what it means to dread.
So throw up your helpless hands
I said, lemme see those helpless hands
And if she sinks those tearing talons in
Run while you still can.




That poem is dedicated to my ex boyfriend Josh who had a dream that he was fighting in a video game and when he came to the end, the final monster he had to fight was a giant goose. He knew he was dreaming, and instead of choosing to fight the goose he chose to wake up because he was too afraid.


The Big City Swallows


The Big City Swallows
Her heat with pavements feet
spitter spatter, pitter patter
warm rain on busy streets.

The Big City Swallows
sin in bundles neat
hidden or forbidden
in smaller quaint retreats.

The Big City Swallows
Changes, small, discreet
Till every bum looks lonely (till every lady's lovely)
and every shop looks sweet.

The Big City Swallows
flesh and blood and meat
the souls in fancy suits
mere mortals at its teat

The Big City Swallows
Me, whole into its beat
Throbbing, waving, growing, aching
Till its grasp is near complete.



That one is dedicated to Minneapolis.


Anyway, I haven't really written anything I love in a while. Big City Swallows is definately my
favorite that i have written in something like six months. Maybe I should go back to the magnetic poetry. Those were pretty laughable. I do hope someone reads these and enjoys them though. I want to make poetry that has rhythm and feeling and evokes images. I think those are the most important aspects of poetry to me. I get pissed at myself because so often I just write about relations, which is probably why I like BCS so much. I don't know, I guess something needs to happen for me to be able to write. I am hanging out with my friend Em tonight. Should be fun, we will probably do the bar run and I will end up getting drunk and pretending to be a russian dance major. In fact, I plan on it. There should be some good dancing involved. Hopefully including a muskrat hat.