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Write No Cliches ... Pull No Punches ... And Keep Going All Night
The karaoke killer
is setting out his stall.
He's killing country music
in the Black Country mall.
He mangle-strangles every song,
mallet-tongues it cartoon flat,
shreds it with a rictus grin
under a comedy cowboy hat.
He karaokes all traces
of desire and loss.
He makes Paper Roses sound the same
as The Old Rugged Cross.
No lovelorn lonely strangeness,
no lost highways and no sin.
If Hank Williams is in hell…
Posted by Robert Warrington on November 7th, 2009 at 10:50am —
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Who were the Olmecs? Who were they?
With their raised houses
Their ingenious ditches
Their earth pyramids
Their basalt thrones
Their jaguar masks
Their concave mirrors
Their unknown symbolism
Their weird figurines
Their palm-thatched roofs
Their undeciphered hieroglyphs
Their rubber ball rituals
Their jade art
Their deliberately buried monuments
Their stone heads dreaming in the primeval jungle
Their obsidian arrows
T…
Posted by Robert Warrington on October 26th, 2009 at 4:42pm —
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When they told me I had cancer
I was overwhelmed by a sense of things needing to be done
or done again, done better
I went to the archives and pulled everything
The novel that never got beyond the first few pages
Short stories that stalled after a promising first paragraph
Numerous notes towards essays never written
Flawed scripts to unmade films
Partial lyrics to unrecorded songs
Going through it all turned my stomach
The incompleteness of everything s…
Posted by Robert Warrington on October 26th, 2009 at 4:32pm —
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In my cracked crystal
I see broken windows
I see a wrecked flat
I see you showing your bruises
to a sceptical officer in charge
I see one year
of statements at the police station
I see a fist with your name on
I see a restraining order
not worth the paper it's written on
I see a different flat
I see him spotting you in town
and following you home
I see more broken windows
I see him standing in the dock
in a sober suit
and a caref…
Posted by Robert Warrington on October 25th, 2009 at 10:15am —
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You are a floating wood
of violet trees
You are violet trees
with roots of blue starlight
You are blue starlight melting
to liquid diamond
You are liquid diamond
budding in to firedrops
You are firedrops forming
a handgrenade of flowers
You are a handgrenade of flowers
exploding in slow motion
You are a slow explosion
in a sky of ten dimensions
You are a ten dimensional sky
with an ice cloud sun
You are an…
Posted by Robert Warrington on October 25th, 2009 at 10:09am —
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paul
funny how I keep hearing how there is a scientific explination of spiritual things...
anyhow, just crusing the poets and seeing where everyone's head is at!