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and to think i saw it on floyd terrace

Tim Martin's Sonnet Project

Monday, October 30, 2006

Curious George Blues

for Domenic

why canadians are famous
safe among older pilots
& involved in the lost tracks
to lookout for a counterbonk
& each his train wreck to watch
kept flush with chamomile
not just misplaced monkeys
so we tune the upstairs organ
this is all in a singles bar
in the very midst of nice girls
gathered from your hunches
crumbles on the lamb
bye bye, hello & your name
remembers to make a last call

Monday, October 09, 2006

Lucky Pierre

I’ll be a victim of anything but circumstance
Joseph Heller

my cousin’s this stripper
& there’s an uncle louie story
in a hallway for champagne
they’re all guys names
the power of articulation
are people really having fun?
removed like bad artifice
this is reconstructed male
carjacked & exploded today
bodies that form all tragedy
caught between eye beams
left fingering the next day
grocers are out of security
this is the best shopping list ever

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Bulldozer and the Microphone

off on the longest march again
under embarrassment of desire
in each thank you note
permission is the substantial gesture
to pause and stand by the shop bell
we are the clear wooden ring
in the puzzle of our racial affectations
surtitles that hang over operas
to each his own private reading
with apostrophes as it may take
the one with the fauxhawk
crossdresses our national satyricon
what was punk in ‘92
couples aren’t what they used to be

Sunday, October 01, 2006

They Sleep Standing Up

i haven’t sculpted since
1988 or maybe never
it was a disaster industrial
faces for the movies
forced to borrow athletics
this bachelor of age
nostalgic & devout comedians
scratch post midnight
in defined exorcisms
this event competitive
cut with body images
when our occupied codes
change with sea chemistry