Fire Thief!
phishgod
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Fire Thief
"The Poet, therefore is
truly the thief of Fire."
--A. Rimbaud
Fire thief,
stealing passions
from all men
and women--
felonious assault
of feelings,
prosaic preoccupation,
a breaking
and entering
of the Heart
and Souls
of humanity,
crimes of
perversion,
conversion,
fraud of confusion,
lecherous treason,
assault and battery
on the sensuousness
of Holy experience,
kiting checks
drawn from insufficient accounts,
kidnapped words
and purloined phrases,
the treachery of the muse,
stolen enlightenment,
sullen with illegal substance.
Abuse. Mental
and physical anguish.
Perjured soliloquies.
Scams of gypsy con-men.
(The old shell game.)
White collar larceny
from child labor violators
and stolen innocence.
Prometheus hawking
his wares on the street
like a junky exhibiting
a vest of hot (molten) watches
beneath a shoplifted
overcoat on
the streets of
Hell's Kitchen or
the Tenderloin and
Combat Zones of
Spanish Harlem or
Hollywood Boulevard
or Pennsylvania Avenue.
Intellectual mugging
and strong arm robbery.
Ramblings behind
rose colored glasses,
the crimes of fornication,
crimes of passion,
bootlegging and
counterfeited idolatry,
war crimes and genocide.
Cultural cleansing,
mayhem and murder
by gun, knife
or poisonous slander,
libel in the words of the Muse,
prostituted thoughts.
White slavery of ideas.
Arsenous inspirations,
heinous crimes of hate,
harassment,
high seas piracy
or smuggled dreams,
fraudulent insurance claims
inspired by drug-induced
art theft
and cat burglars,
safe crackers,
the high-jackers of souls,
bank robbers, swindlers,
body snatchers of Intellect,
the informant, snitch
or inside man amid
a ring of second-story artists,
visionary escaped from
the reformatory or
the Halls of Justice,
in juvenile detention,
a career criminal
in the penitentiary
for the criminally insane,
cloistered in the dungeons
with the seditious--
the thieves of fire,
I, Prometheus, the poet.
--@ December 20, 1992
"The Poet, therefore is
truly the thief of Fire."
--A. Rimbaud
Fire thief,
stealing passions
from all men
and women--
felonious assault
of feelings,
prosaic preoccupation,
a breaking
and entering
of the Heart
and Souls
of humanity,
crimes of
perversion,
conversion,
fraud of confusion,
lecherous treason,
assault and battery
on the sensuousness
of Holy experience,
kiting checks
drawn from insufficient accounts,
kidnapped words
and purloined phrases,
the treachery of the muse,
stolen enlightenment,
sullen with illegal substance.
Abuse. Mental
and physical anguish.
Perjured soliloquies.
Scams of gypsy con-men.
(The old shell game.)
White collar larceny
from child labor violators
and stolen innocence.
Prometheus hawking
his wares on the street
like a junky exhibiting
a vest of hot (molten) watches
beneath a shoplifted
overcoat on
the streets of
Hell's Kitchen or
the Tenderloin and
Combat Zones of
Spanish Harlem or
Hollywood Boulevard
or Pennsylvania Avenue.
Intellectual mugging
and strong arm robbery.
Ramblings behind
rose colored glasses,
the crimes of fornication,
crimes of passion,
bootlegging and
counterfeited idolatry,
war crimes and genocide.
Cultural cleansing,
mayhem and murder
by gun, knife
or poisonous slander,
libel in the words of the Muse,
prostituted thoughts.
White slavery of ideas.
Arsenous inspirations,
heinous crimes of hate,
harassment,
high seas piracy
or smuggled dreams,
fraudulent insurance claims
inspired by drug-induced
art theft
and cat burglars,
safe crackers,
the high-jackers of souls,
bank robbers, swindlers,
body snatchers of Intellect,
the informant, snitch
or inside man amid
a ring of second-story artists,
visionary escaped from
the reformatory or
the Halls of Justice,
in juvenile detention,
a career criminal
in the penitentiary
for the criminally insane,
cloistered in the dungeons
with the seditious--
the thieves of fire,
I, Prometheus, the poet.
--@ December 20, 1992
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his wares on the street
like a junky
Phish this might be one of my favorite ones yet - in those formative TEN years I'm noticing a lot of stuff I really like - keep diggin in the vault brother
dig down into the vault, maybe find some bold old gold; by now you should be hip to the fact that some of these are intended to be read real fast, eyes drawn down the page (normally the type is centered) like in a single breath --its an old Ginsberg thing.
Hows 'bout I post some from the "Fruits & Vegetables Suites", maybe "Dose Melons" .
& thanks for the read.
phishgod