Thursday, February 16, 2012

Pantifesto's Public Service Announcement: Stay Away from this Movie

when he was
a little boy,
he used to dress up in his sister's
black goth
dresses and high

he dyed her barbie dolls'
hair black...

when he was
a little older,
he dressed her in dominatrix'

he grew out of that
phase soon after...

when he turned her
barbie dream house
into a brothel,
he charged his imaginary
friends extra monopoly money,
to play the "bunny game" with
barbie's younger,

> developed


Tuesday, February 7, 2012

transvestic disassociation featuring karl koweski


Nam hit the factory like a payload of napalm
setting libidos aflame and scorching
the jungle of conflicted marriages
with the incendiary heat
of sexual fantasy.

Nam emerged from the office citadel,
the clean lineoleum oasis
populated with computers and polo shirts
where men with machine grease on their hands
were disavowed and unallowed inside.

Nam collected paperwork from the shop floor
her hair black as the smoke of burning tires
denim tight as a falcon's hood
eyes alive with the hope of rescue
as she moved with the speed of shadow.

Nam fell in love with a working man
his sinewy arms leopard spotted with chrome
ambivalent eyes always distrustful
entering a battle of wills
with no measure of victory available.

Nam destroys every man eventually
succumbing to sexual battery
emotional confusion, financial chaos
an armageddon of broken promises
the best time of their lives.

dishrag pathos

only a poet can make
death seem poetic

only a bad poet
can transform
a dead internet mistress
into an immortal muse

dishrag pathos
from dirty cyber laundry
from lonely facebook identities
and Skype pussy

second hand platitudes
from the maw of obscurity

he claims originality
offering only
superficial nullity
skindeep nihilism

his mouth is
a bukkake
of better writers'
poetic ejaculations

he wipes his lips
on the small press
and demands
you call it