the whole beautiful movie

DopeBeastieDopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
edited August 2008 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
after the blood has fallen out of my head
and we lie together on a humid night
with our skins so soft, and our breaths in tandem,

i start thinking about Patricia Archette's tits in true romance
peach jello molds lolloping beneath a screaming death howl
sincerely busted lips and double shiners
engaging and unloading the sawed-off into Tony Soprano

and then I think about my ex and how I should
just walk in there like I walk into everyplace else.
nothing phases me. no hint of dispirit or disdain colors my mood
as i am seeking the truth, and there is nothing wrong with that
he is by no means, Tony Soprano, afterall

and then i think about yellow chrysanthemums
(they don't smell very good, but that's okay
i can pretend they smell like honeysuckles)
the morning's sunrise and the season's light breeze blows
through the hundred spindlish petals
while i film into memory, the whole beautiful movie

and my breath falls back into tandem
while you reach for the jellybeans
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  • BuruBuru Posts: 8,473
    PastaNazi wrote:
    the morning's sunrise and the season's light breeze blows
    through the hundred spindlish petals
    while i film into memory, the whole beautiful movie

    Beautiful writing PN!

    And I love how you wrap p the poem with the tandem breaths, making it circular so to speak, back to the original thought.

    Very nice.

    And hello!! Long time since I've been here!
    y la banda de Guille... cuando toca?
  • DopeBeastieDopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
    Hello Buru! Haven't seen your name in a long long time! All is well here. Very happy days...

    How are you?
  • BuruBuru Posts: 8,473
    PastaNazi wrote:
    Hello Buru! Haven't seen your name in a long long time! All is well here. Very happy days...

    How are you?

    I'm sort of in a limbo state, closing up a chapter of my life, quitting my job and thinking about other things for the future. Something different, maybe living in another country as well, it's all a big question mark so far. But I plan on making 2009 an excellent year.
    y la banda de Guille... cuando toca?
  • DopeBeastieDopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
    That's awesome! Best luck with everything :)
  • coleencoleen Posts: 938
    a post such as this fine offering, is the reason i can't stay away forever...though sometimes it feels like a forever ago. :D greatness as always pn!
  • chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
    a nice trip this is.
    thank you.
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • DopeBeastieDopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
    hey coleen :):):) thanks so much :) you too chadwick :)
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