Pearl in Her Cup (Version Two)

 

Branks arresting,

with scarlet blows, welts.

Migraines for mothers, a death for daughters.

 

He gave her poisoned electric eels,

she prefers sweet-breads (noo, not those).

Where have all the gentle-men gone?

 

So,

she bears...

(She bears she-bears?)

...up.

 

The pearl boils and writhes,

the cup hottens.

Then BREAKS!!!!

Aaannnddd thennnn

she WILL rip ope' the cage,

she WILL reforge it into a

(heh) ball and chain!!

Aaannnddd thennnn...

ROARRRRR!!!!! (obvi)

 

Look at 'er go!

 

A Boudicca,

a Jeanne,

a Ranee of Jhansi...

in mom jeans, sweat pants, or?

In victory

she laughs,

a cool rain, a flood 

in fractured deserts. 

Dances a reverse Kali step.

Then she will smile 

and gladly (gentle-man, there you are!) accept the flowers

you bought for her.

The pearl is love.

 

DB/7.2023

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Gris-gris

 

 

"say, that's a cool whip"

zoombuzz blue

hell afternoon

 

screams 

 

(Zora thinks later

a flaying

would have been 

more merciful)

 

Gullahs hear,

wipe away sweat

 

white raspy laughter

 

in-out

 

she runs to the governor,

dares to say the word

 

"Free-"

 

*SLAP*

 

white oily laughter

 

in-out

 

he/it: "who hurt you notus nobody noone that's who! yerfault! YERFAULT!!" 

(belch-bellow) "HWOOOKE!!!!!!"

 

Zora (soprano): "so, I'll see Laveau!"

 

first, prayer 

White god

def+dum

(blind? never! heh.)

 

flees the Angriff purgative,

ducks under Nola's patchy skirts 

 

hut

and Marie's grim fireface smile 

"the swamp is a gentle lover,

as much even as a man"

Zora puts in an order

for at least 3 million

gris-gris

"the Mississippi is not the Amazon-

patience

 

you need them

for a long time

 

    a long time"

 

 

DB/2.2023

 

 

 

 

It /Not It

                                                 

  

starlight filters down

morning

in

Kansas

in

1906

 

for unto us is born this day

    a little chickadee

 

sudden screams in the Puritan night

(screeeEEEEECHH!!!!!!!)

 

send no Flowers

 

so hie, girl, to the Western hills,

hie thou, then, to the Eastern forests

on long, long roads

 

flickers

 

Lulu conquistadora

 

friends + lovers

 

(love?)

 

 

say,

what's all that flashing over there?

lightning? cameras?

 

media circus

men in the millions

high up, two women

on the dais of santorum (eww!)

by the palace of Hollywood

 

"is it her?-

is it her?-

does she have 'It'?" 

 

"Brooklyn baby!

oh you kid!"

 

"give us a smile, girlie!

no, pout! pout!

smolder! 

smolder!

pose!

pose!

 

SMILE, DAMMIT!!"

Mrs. Glyn coughs loudly

silence

with haughty benedictions

she adorns the girl

with the yoni crown

stol'n from Zuleika Dobson

  at MagicCon

cheers!

screams!

frenzies!

fappings!

o

men

 

the girl on the dais

smiles (genuinely) and waves to our heroine

who replies in kind

 

they all pivot to her

to male gaze,

to salivate and idolize

"yeh,

she's a looker, alright,

a dish,

a beaut,

a lulu

but she ain't got 'It'.

she ain't the 'It' goil."

 

huh 

nowaitHUH?!

she

strutted through

the fires of two Babylons

she

broke thousands of hearts,

launched a million bob cuts

 

she

when trapped under grim presses

and Death offered her flowers

arranged in a black bottle,

spat in its ashy Muench-en face

RAH-chester!!!

and a tome smart and savage

 

but did she share my grandma's hosp. rm.

in 1979? (no, 

                I wish)

 

 

 

we are all Roman candles 

but she 

and also 'she'

live and play in celluloid

shimmering starshine 

for themselves

and for all of us

always

 

DB/2.2023

 

 

Music: "Pandora's Box" by Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark (OMD)

Happy Valentine's Day, Dear Hearts!💕

               

 

 

 

 

 

Presents 3 (The Bestest Ones Yet!)

 

                 

              

 

           Candy Cane Hard and Snowfall Soft Holiday Mix, Vol.5

 

1. A Christmas Carol (from 'Scrooge' (Original London Cast)) - Donna Bosworth, Elizabeth McTernan, James Edge, Jerome Wallington

2. Three Pieces from "The Snowman": Walking in the Air - George Winston

3. Xmas Time of the Year - Green Day

4. A Holly Jolly Christmas - Burl Ives

5. It Came Upon A Midnight Clear - Julie Andrews

6. The Man From Caesaria - Friedemann

7. Christmas Is Coming - Vince Guaraldi Trio

8. I Have A Little Dreidel - Barenaked Ladies

9. Oi To The World - No Doubt 

10. Let Me Sleep (It's Christmas Time) - Pearl Jam

11. Angels We Have Heard On High - David Lanz

12. Kenyan Christmas Carol - Phil Passen

13. Ice Dance (from 'Edward Scissorhands') - Danny Elfman

14. Stopping by Woods - Robert Frost

15. Winterlude - Bob Dylan

16. We Need a Little Christmas - Angela Lansbury

17. Christmas Party - The Monkees

18. Christmas Time Is Here - Fourplay

19. I Can't Have A Merry Christmas Mary (Without You) - Jerry Lee Lewis

20. Shepherd's Pipe Carol - John Rutter, James Galway, et al.

21. Silver Bells - Loretta Lynn

22. You're A Mean One, Mr. Grinch - Thurl Ravenscroft

23. The Christmas Song (Chestnuts Roasting On An Open Fire) - Aaron Neville

24. Oiche Chiuin (Silent Night) - Dordan

25. Hark! The Herald Trumpets Sing - Mannheim

26. Hark! The Herald Angels Sing       Steamroller

27. Holy, Holy, Holy - Jim Brickman, David Klinkenberg

28. Atheists Don't Have No Songs - Steve Martin, Steep Canyon Rangers

29. The Spirits of Christmas - Bob's Burgers, Kevin Kline

30. What Are You Doing New Year's Eve? - Seth MacFarlane

31. Auld Lang Syne (Live at the Fillmore East, NY - 12/31/69) -Jimi Hendrix

32. The Great Gate of Kiev (from 'Pictures at an Exhibition') - Modest Mussorgsky, Berlin Philharmoniker, Herbert von Karajan 

DB/12.2022

Happy holidays, everyone! Stay safe, have tons o' fun and I'll see you next year!🎅🤶🎄⛄🎆🍷

Former Pres.Trump Pardons Prison Turkey Dinner

 

         

Youpeeeye 

FEDERAL PRISON TBD-Former President Donald Trump pardoned the pieces of turkey, which he dubbed 'Slabs' and 'Slices', of his Thanksgiving dinner in the prison commissary, much to the approval of the white supremacist gang he was seated with. But after instigating a riot over a demand for McDonalds he was apprehended and once again placed in solitary confinement.

DB/11.23.2022

One more to outshine The Onion! Yeah!

Happy Thanksgiving, all! Bon appetit!🦃🍴🍷

 

To Pvt. Leslie Baron of the Argyll and Sutherland Highlanders, 4th Canadian Armoured Division, KIA 8/20/1944, Aged 22

 

                                                    1922 - 1944                                

                                                  

I watched you die again

 

there

 

shimmer

tall grass flow,

dull rickety fence,

hot bombarded space 

 

(Summer Eden)

there

 

again

arose

 

ROSE up!!!

NOT afraid!!!!

 

and the

malign bullet struck

your dewy temples,

spittling

false ichor

 

bang 

crack

 

Ulan adopted

your (baby) radio

 

 

stupid Can-NUCK!!!

 

then later

you

your corpse 

disappeared

where did you go?

 

melted?

ashed?

Heaven'd?

Hell'd?

de-pixelated?

 

hm

                                                      interlude

hup

hup 

hup 

hup 

hup

boomlay BOOM

 

reveille is a siren call for killers

 

radio spirit

                     announcer: and now, ladies and gentlemen,

                                        here for your listening pleasure

                                        is the Europa Mincemeat Children's Choir!

                               

                                        applause

 

                                        music, children's voices, singing

 

                                        wormy wormy worms

                                        wormy wormy worms

                                        move deep in the ground,

                                        they don't make a sound

                                        wormy wormy worms 

                                           

                                        wormy wormy worms 

                                        wormy wormy worms

                                        we'll lie without groans

                                        as they feed off our bones

                                        wormy wormy worms 

                                        as far as we can tell

                                        our Heaven is a Hell

                                        wormy wormy worms

                                        wormy wormy worms

                                        now come join along

                                        as we finish this song

                                        wormy wormy worms!

 

                                        massive applause

 

  

reclaiming his time

(sorry, pvt.)

 

your father's medalled jacket

too big to fit you

and it lets in

the cold

but 

but

know this,

pvt. Baron

Robichaud can talk

as much shit as he wants

 

hanging back 

is not cowardice 

also, yeah,

the radio

can't leave it an orphan

 

can't

 

 

but

I have seen you

shoot at the Germans 

far as I'm concerned

you have fought 

you are brave

 

you do your dad

and Canada proud,

soldier

may ethereal radio waves

comfort you with peaceful lullabyes

as your soul wafts further

up to God

 

 

at least

until next year

when I'll watch you die again

DB/11.2022

                                        

                                       

                                       

                      

                                       

 

                               

                                        

        

 

scritchscratchscritch

 

 

'neath tapered, glowering roofs 

three of four leave Death's warrants unsign'd,

& busily carve impossible flowers

& leap like startled kittens at the doorknob's rattling

the spiders could tell you, 

because they know

snip

snap

snip 

 

 

he laps his tiny claws free of gore,

his Mistress a provider even now,

& That Man's slight touch upon the outer wall

cues up a howl to blister a banshee's reputation

the cat will tell you,

because he knows

meowrrrllll

MEOWRRRLLL

MEOWRRRLLLLLLL

 

 

Erzebet howleth: NOOO!!! I'M TOO BEAUTIFUL TO DIIEE!!!!

into the menace of a narrow gulping blackness

& fingerpaints a tawdry Pollock (sanguinary on brick canvas)

while outside bright maidens sing a Te Deum laudamus

 

the rats can hear her,

so they should know

 

scritch

scratch

scritch

 

 

our Aunties Clo, La-La & Attie

smirked down at us in our cradles because

the scratchy, ill-fitting layettes gifted us

were crafted in porous stitching & labeled 'Made with Time' 

 

the Sisters could tell us,

but we'll never know

 

tick

tock

tick...

 

 DB/9.2022