Wendy Grimsley's Writing for September 2008

jimminy cricket

reach back into your bag of evolutionary tricks
to kick an idea into production line
time-lapsed photographic emoticon memory
simmering in the glitter graphic attack on destiny
forgive me my sensations this sin is original
but it lacks authenticity and visits less frequently
than the opportunistic holy ghost you host and
toast to your souls impending reincarnation

congregate! but, pray in private you boastful fuck
then pass the buck around until you've…

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Posted by Wendy Grimsley on September 28th, 2008 at 11:15pm — No Comments

haiku #1

Posted by Wendy Grimsley on September 17th, 2008 at 10:07pm — No Comments

let it all go to shit

"people stop caring after a while."

that's what he said

i'm finding it all too often
that when i need to do something
that i have neglected

i am not allowed to forget

but it eats at people who want to sleep in

who have become accustomed to such rights

you pile up these neglects
until they are a house of cards
and i am a hurricane

Posted by Wendy Grimsley on September 14th, 2008 at 11:39pm — 1 Comment

add it up

your care is a dead leg
or a severed head

who knows where it's gone

you lose the ability due to
lack of want to

i understand it, i really do

you think the world is against you
it's easier than to actually think
it is you holding you down

it's comfortable when you
have someone to blame

it's so safe to play victim

what do you do when no one cares
enough to abuse you, to enable you
your uses are limited to y…

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Posted by Wendy Grimsley on September 14th, 2008 at 11:32pm — No Comments

two percent

i hear the subtleties
like a widow screaming
behind a veil at a wake
or a burqa in an airport

the badeken was created for us
a sacrifice to be meek

they etched ideas onto the helix
for someone else's revelation
and someone else's reasons

a puritan fraternity
bound us in their trappings
and their crucifixions crossed out
generations of heiresses

the daughter of Cheops
is burning like a phoenix

and the fires…

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Posted by Wendy Grimsley on September 13th, 2008 at 1:41am — No Comments

unified field theory

i read a poem today
about the holocaust
of which i was not in attendance
and my ignorance
or lack of previous interest
had me swinging between hallucinations

i'm inside some emotion of words
that takes me from synapses to synopsis
and Stockholm syndrome means little
to someone who is heir to tragedy

Lady Lazarus was best at writing it
the half-breed inheritance
the internal battle that rages
between races and you hate yourself
bec…

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Posted by Wendy Grimsley on September 5th, 2008 at 12:44pm — 18 Comments

just between us

we're done before one
literally, and rhythmically
making love, and other noises

you make a sandwich
while i smoke the bottom half in the garage
barely covered by a towel and the afterglow
you get me tea and try to hold your pants up

earlier we were looking at photos
and laughing about how you looked then
and you said good riddance to that old belly

everyone was a little fatter last summer, except me

i was small and pliable
with…

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Posted by Wendy Grimsley on September 5th, 2008 at 1:54am — 3 Comments

the emperor's hand-me-downs

you know perfectly well what they think
your accent somehow rises you above
and your intellect and your degrees
put you on the upper crust

and they think that your words are all fiction
like some sort of book report and not real tragedy
until they meet me

then they wonder how you could lower yourself
from such a proper and eloquent species
to the gutter that i lay in

the same places you played in England
where you were the mirror image…

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Posted by Wendy Grimsley on September 1st, 2008 at 12:23pm — No Comments