Articles in the Sonnets Category
Posted in Honey Power, Poems, Sonnets on 21 September 2007
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a lot of empty places at these tables here-ah
our drummer jumped off the brighton pier (ha
count me in with the beats mark e smith (ta
dah! screw my lightbulb honey brat sonically
sophisticated buy a round of drinks-ah sorry
your services no longer etc … squizzle! boss
says “random quote generator” live at which
trials? ah (gots me gigs in [...]
Posted in Honey Power, Poems, Sonnets on 21 September 2007
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over there where you’re laying down
down amongst the styrofoam cups &
album cover broken glass bra straps
honey power coming all over me me
& you with your oh fantastic english
got me high & left me there stranger
with a honey tongue warm between
the vinyl EPs wet beneath the stylus
rooms in which to shudder awake on
busy streets we mistook [...]
Posted in Honey Power, Poems, Sonnets on 21 September 2007
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he bites into the apple eats the bruises
soft & brown like sugary endings (rayon
bites the bruises cuts them clean out &
spits the skin onto the crusty pavement
sucks the bruises (swallows them whole
into the apple of his insides & scratches
& bruises yes just there soft like blisters
just beneath the green skin (leaves like
green canadian flags covered [...]
Posted in Poems, Sonnets on 1 August 2007
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eat your cake! there isn’t any more
“keep your eyes glued to the floor”
left foot first then right & left again
ladies pretend you’re gentle (ben,
listen for the compere’s little rhyme
our DJ sets the beats: just keep time
roadies will escort you to the stage
so let’s all read from the same page?
catwalking’s just like breathing in -
think of [...]
Posted in Poems, Sonnets on 14 May 2007
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Yes, you are. It’s that simple. Ace.
Superlief and bulk ace. Truly ace.
I’m trying to wipe an untold smile
from my freelance face. That’s how
ace. This much ace. If that much
is untold, double it and multiply by
ace. Bulk ace. Infinitely ace, drop
a stitch & save in bulk. Surrender
to the aceness. Truly devastating,
acetold. Funtold. Plumtold. Hightail,
bright-eyed, faun-like. Wide [...]
Posted in Poems, Sonnets on 20 April 2007
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building
our atoms move deeper into the nuclear cycle
building machines to dispense between cracks
radioactive like that northern summer’s milk
leap from a guard rail with leg rope attached
antennae
mike oldfield in orbit around some ragged sun
i read rilke as we fell towards the waiting vans
electric shock as people have sex to our album
hunting for the frozen deer aka [...]
Posted in Poems, Sonnets on 13 April 2007
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ik ben alleen maar wij zijn samen -
samen in de dromen en in de dag
ik mis je en ik wil je mijn sperzie (
in de avond en wanneer ik slapen
ik mis je nu omdat ik ben alleen
maar wij zijn samen en dit is genoeg
met jouwe knuffelen en kus (samen
alle dag elke dag ook elke nacht
als [...]
Posted in Poems, Sonnets on 5 April 2007
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in my dreams do dogs attack! us in jumpsuits
& next to me does belle epoch whistle murder
while the big st. bernard’s letter to the string
epistles brings on a sigh like hey babe take it
no one’s here & the chorus will envelop us our
dovetail’s merely flicker’d like an ark autopsy
we were raised on ten commandments [...]
Posted in Poems, Sonnets on 29 March 2007
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This is getting serious. I’ve just got to see you live.
Ninety nine rabbits with big fangs can’t be wrong.
I’m stuck in a lower east side case machine looking
cool, if not cold. Let’s not get old, forever moulded.
I like John Ashbery’s fingernails. He did look good
in that lecture theatre, as the early 1990s whirled.
Flow Chart was [...]
Posted in Poems, Sonnets on 23 March 2007
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i’m not sure why your windows are all shut
said a man with a beer gut & tan don’t you
know that the change’s coming sooner than
you think (but we all shook our heads had
some more to drink (it dulled that impulse
to get political (switch off the interpol man!
when the change comes it’s going to flatten
the pane trigger dissolutions [...]
Posted in Poems, Sonnets on 23 March 2007
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the sky’s gone orange mining & we’re left to
wander (i’m waiting for a change in a tunnel
filled with gas panic someone flipped me the
bird it was a canary (shortly dead & the day
remained sunny (zero chance of rain gauged
delays were spattered with faux frustration
& pule & it continued to shine that great big
dumb orange ball [...]
Posted in Poems, Sonnets on 22 March 2007
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she rains heavy & she rains late i syndicate
the weather & report with coffee like a tiny
brown moon circling in the white cup made
with two hands holding clouds up at sunset
her eyes are red the rain falls heavy on the
bedroom floor puddles of rain to hold down
the fumes we ride through shiny streets &
eradicate base as [...]
Posted in Poems, Sonnets on 22 March 2007
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who will harbour you when the seas erupt
harbour when the grave is shallow & leaks
who willed this place of calm into being it’s
a small harbour when the shots ping & hit
i will harbour you when the minister won’t
harbour you when all protest fails & build
you an asylum if it costs me my life it will
harbour us then [...]
Posted in Poems, Sonnets on 22 March 2007
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that place where we all someday hope to die
or rot at least (our skins like autumn leaves
a shelf or two devoted to each mind aloof or
in solidarity with those whose fame exceeds
our own (no matter now this system lets us
alphabetise our names as privilege leans on
the obscure & the vain support the humbled
yes the catalogue [...]
Posted in Poems, Sonnets on 15 March 2007
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said let’s buy tulips because you were homesick
twenty four hour florists late night emergencies
the tulips sat inside a cool store freezer still wet
& trembling fragile as a whispered wish (we said
let’s buy some tulips today there’s more sun than
cloud their powers are quite expensive but what
does money matter (when there’s more sun than
clouds scanning the supermarket [...]
