September 28, 2017

Poetry Reading: “Elbows”

Warning: the following piece contains ideologically-sensitive material. Reader discretion is advised.

“Elbows”
© Jane Bled 2016-2017
All Rights Reserved.


When the weakest of musters
Cleaves will well
To chuffing t(h)ugboats
Tramp-stamps stand tall
To bluster like bullies

Braggarts by trade
Bargain baleful brouhaha
Lobsterman’s fresh catch
Half-price claws
Tails worth
Twice the draw
The wet suit
Self-buttons
A twitching cold
Switch-a-roo
The duster fetches
Laudanum laundry blues
Guns had more fun
Babysitting sonny boy
He keeps the bin of toys
Hosed down
Out back
To entrap
Then attack

Scold kittens
Straddling fences
Dumbstruck
Defenseless
Virile killjoys grasp
The gasp of youth
Mewling drooling
Dewy dainty dimpled
Juvenescent jail bait
Too thirsty to slake

Voracious vorfreude
Vets vapid validities
Nonexistent legal limit
No need to ID
Loli-Con lollipops lick
Lorazepam-lozenges
Lambasting lexicons —
Lorelei-limpets lift
Lilliputian limerence

King Jesus
Feeds peasants poppies
Shoe-shining
Toe-teasing
Smoke-sucks
In the dank of night
To fuzzy up
Fantasies with fiction
Consent with coercion
Bang-for-buck
Bacchanalia

The Chatty Cathys
Run the scheme
Revile strawberry daiquiris
In coffee shops tens times ten
The cost of letting go
And getting their own damn
Shit straight
Without a nose
Attaché
In another woman’s
Négligée

On sale:
BOGO!
Lip Smackers Chapstick!
“Choose for us —
Banana bubble gum
Or pink champagne?”
Exempting
Orange crush
Nobody likes that flavor.
“We won’t buy it!”
“Hell no!”
“No way!”
But they pay anyway
(All the same)

Can’t think straight
Past thickets of daze
Lean on LG elbows of
Artificial intelligence
And fail to discern
Senpai doesn’t condescend
To caretake notice of
Split-skull snow angels
Spinning sickles in reverse

In short,
Before hexing her hearse…
Girls,
Get to know
Your own dirt
First.

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Ophelia_J

A drowned fool | © Jane Bled

About Jane Bled

Human. Happy in my solitude. Free of expectations. Awakening. Light side: love, peace, art. Dark side: ****** I despise the word 'follower'. It calls to mind lemmings, sheep, cults, etc. Here to exhibit my art -- not aiming to gain a flock of seagulls that mournfully cry out my name as they fail to reach me.

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