Carolyn Gereau
Another piece from Carolyn Gereau, all of which I know is a snail mail
address of Carolyn Gereau, Communications Network, 1800 K St. NW, Washington,
DC. And that it was a wonderful early spring day, with a soft breeze off
the Potomac when I briefly corresponded.
Rings
Jane, the perfect girl name, pictures painted perfect still painting
Shiny still hand grenade with wax that roommates use in hair. Picture
The moment, look love to the camera. Oh it's obvious? She dumbs
You down? Poetry, the point, the paintbrush, turns with you. Language
Drums you down with limits. I said to Mary, no and there was no word
For her disdain in that moment nor this. Twenty two rings inside me count
Those minutes and see what tv-less moments have made.
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Second moon coming soon and birds in v's do not alone make poetry but
Eyes lies sugar sighs. You ate cheesecake maniac buys pretty shoes and I sat
On swings in vain. Running calves she grabbed and said you have been jogging
Like the event was a story. Scorpion does not know his place, this time and the failure
For the beast to act like a beast
creates space like a bad
museum exhibit.
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That which returned to makes for empty.
I in, something found. I. In. found. Found
In something. I in being found in. Being.
Presidential ins. Royal Ins. Stripper ins.
That which makes for good bye. That in
Moment. Making. It was the second to turn.
The alteration. Movement. Declaration of
A fact.
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You sank my mindset with milk
And ginger snaps. Twenty two days
Til it's even possible for 60 degrees. Until then
Wear wool like skin. on busses that people
With too wide shoulder sit next to me, pinned to window
With grease smudge. I was to be which today
Is with you. Twelve, carpenters dream and lollipops at bank
I still get now.
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Forgive flaws enough to give
to you. To red. In blue. And I
Feel pulsating pulls into depths I never
Wanted. Pulling thoughts
silence like wanting to know
what lies. Dream
afraid will end. And raspberry gum, filling mouth
In ecstasy there was too much and I
decide between spitting. Swallowing
Running not a wave, but a storm green.
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The work week beginning makes preface
job with bullshit. Hunters and Gathereres never thought
This way nor does the homeless guy with his cart
who never says I am a bullshit bum. Spare Change?
Signed, the bullshit bum which my mother gave him, the Vietnam
Dressed vet near the Vietnam wall but mom, that guy looks 25
Not born before Vietnam means you can't serve. bum hears. laughs.
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Pictures that look like vulvas or something similarly
Phallic or carrots or whole, my body is not flower
I cannot seem to keep alive, plants living 3 months. Must get
Overly excited about the life
water too much or too little
life doesn't leave so early but oh a pie in the face
Equals dash, half assed, equals who decides how it is best
To decorate a Christmas tree, I insisted the Jewish boy didn't know
And that because my mother was a nun the lights should be strung
From the top of my consciousness floating in and out play the drums
And think left foot every other right hand 8 right foot 4 and left hand
Every other it's enough to make me write poetry or go to church
Which could be my job, since a priest applied to be the new boss here, our father
I've been writing poetry when I'm supposed to be working
And yes I repent but I'll do it tomorrow with or without paper
This began because it got too long for my head to contain you do it
To characters you see, their lives, I would like to know your perception of you
The ugliest moments have their clarity and models grow old, plastic surgery
Kept up becomes a play boy horror story.
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Patent leather shoes reflecting my ruffles panties which
Only illuminates my blush which allusions the moment
Elude your thoughts until you find it down, sewer wise,
Called him Sarge like the pitbull, no beatle bailey
Was I seven or five the day became tell me
What made you that way, question you are fucked, answer.
Testifying testimonial tell me was it wrong did you
Song sty, singing meadow, couple placed on an
Island with singles waiting to be buggard
Is your love worth the beauty, and std free videoed
Voyeur. It made you think more than the movied out
Social critique gone wrong. Cigarettes cause cancer
And your unique little lungs are replaceable
what to do with a busted brain.
Fish and Chips
Spinal cords stretch like foundation giving
Into crosswords that never
Match up. I ate twenty five jello pudding
Do this nows and what
Does fat free means while painting
Toe nails red? Saturday. Haven't had fish n chips since I
Believed in lent and now, how she says babies
Out with the bathwater is not something mother
Believed in but I did, the whole kit and carry on. The whole
Epic disproportion. Half of an
Eyelash does not make for a great story
beginning thou shall not
when I shalted for.
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Carolyn Gereau