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[The following poems were based on the first and last lines on pages of an issue of Pom Pom, a magazine premised on reusing lines and poems from previous issues for new work. The page numbers refer to those from which the lines are taken -- I think the issue is online at their site. Anyway, they were rejected. They are trivial, indeed, and a bit college-humorish, but I'd always liked National Lampoon as a kid.]
GO NOW
You have been named Synonymous
So dance like a monkey.
[45, 48]
THE PROBLEM IS ALWAYS TIMING
Watching the farmers collect their wheat and not saying a word since last Christmas
I promise to sodomize her upon request while shoving the money of rich bastards in my ears.
[54, 51, 9]
POEM (for Carol Mirakove)
For my sister Carol
Lying.
[36, 37]
IN A STATION OF THE METRO
Ended
During a movie.
[25]
JUST LIKE YOU SAID, KEVIN
Things were better in 1603.
Those of us who slept with Racine couldn’t poke a lick of French and were sure better lippers for it.
[60, 38, 46]
A LITTLE GREEN MARTIAN
To grease the wheels of steel
He made some joke about how A Streetcar Named Desire was written about him.
[9, 47, 50]
AT THE EDGE OF WILDERNESS
Sean’s boobs.
What would you do, just lay there and let it happen?
[54, 17, 55]
COSMIC SNIGGLY
Are you sometimes completely unable to enter the spirit of things?
I promise to sodomize her upon request while shoving the money of rich bastards in my ears.
[37, 59, 9]
TU FU A.K.A. TOMMY PUSS
Some poets are always jerking off.
Did you look for it
with a lantern?
[52, 56, 59]
OF FIRE
Some mornings your hair is on
fire.
My Jesus was Kathy Acker.
[57, 60]
Posted by Brian Stefans at April 13, 2003 03:45 PM