What can I do to keep this world in its orbital spin? I gave up trying to win the hearts of the many--.
Throw the meat-balls against the wall, stop, stop!! Trying to make them spin, like God did in the heavens! Sexual longings--a pathway to anger and rage-- Turn the page to the cheap hotels, turn the page Give it a pathway to run, tell your friends, they've won.
And don't answer to anyone; hang up the phone...
! Don't go outside the house, become dulcimer-- Hit the hammer, the hammer, the hammer, stop, stop! The darkness of the night is coming, open the window I'll, I'll disappear, no air, no air inside her--anywhere! Neck bones look weak, like honey over thawed meat: Everyone's neck bones, everyone I see, even me...
I'll be a guest of hell soon, the land of no vegetables Or balloons...
just neck bones, everywhere: everywhere.
The place where no one cares, no one cares, no one: Like unfed fish, fish, unfed fish--nibbling at nothing; In a four-sided aquarium, with--with piranhas...
Give me a lily pad to sail away, today, today, today!...
#819 8/29/05 The Continuum I emerged from My mother, Now Part of History...
When we die We become a part of History For history continues To exist-- History The human continuity, The continuum!...
#820 8/29/30 A Note by Rosa: two poems: not sure what I want to say on these two poems; interesting, they make me think of why the poet uses what he uses; I know my husband says, it is called "effect" and it makes me take a big deep breathe.
Is that what he wants, if so he got it.
Rosa