Found poetry from the bandstand floor

Clarifying the Most Secret Method list:

There was HESITATION upon PAT GRAHAM's BLUE eyes as the BAGGAGE of OLD TIMES PULSEd in his head seeing his brother Billy, caught DOVETAILing a young boy in front of him.

Barrett
alphaone@erols.com


Another spin on the Catherine Wheel set list:

My finger was BROKEN when I reached out to TOUCH U. You twisted it like a CRANK, I wanted to KILL you. I lost the comfort of NUDE and gained the angst of naked. I wanted to feel the beauty of MARY, the peace of Jesus...I wanted to polish the CHROME on the shell of our venus. I wanted the METALLIC tang that new love leaves in your mouth...but all I got was this broken finger and ember-colored face.

Harry Evans
mrpoole@erols.com


Reconstructing Beck:

sculpting jackasses on the front lawn
growing peanut butter brittle on the farm
hotwax folded in her sleeves
shouts of "sissyneck" make her grieve
but the past is the past, she's a loser no more
minus the streets, he's still her whore
high-five the breeze gotta ride the derelikt
all the way's where it's @, despite the lame script
a devil's haircut is something to see
{acoustic} or not, it'll scorch a tree
and make it the same in the new pollution
thunderpeel's got the exact same function
like a debra slow jam stocking their socks
the xmas novokane comes to all blocks
and makes them happy in their refried homes
like a digested taco hugging your bones.

jfrankel@intr.net

Crazed Devil's Haircut
Barber high on Novakane
Hotwax my backhair

Loser eating beans
Tilts to fart like Thunderpeel
Derelikt Jackass

One word {acoustic}
Resonates from Where it's @
Sissyneck guitar

New Pollution deal
World Minus Debraslowjam
High-Five Ralph Nader

jgreen@apta.org

He applied hotwax to his derelikt,
What they're calling it these days,
I don't give a shit...
She removed her clothes in a thunderpeel,
he got her in his bedroom courtesy of
a most gracious "speel"
On her naked body opposite the butt,
was revealed a bush similiar to the devil's haircut.
This was no loser he mused with delight,
better get the novakane, it's going to be a long night.
His high-five was finally ready to rock,
He reminded her of a jackass, minus the cock.
As the new pollution continued its voyage
through her system,
she thought..might as well do him, consider it a mission.
As debraslowjam was brought within reach,
he craned his sissyneck to get a taste of this peach.
Here is where it's @, he knew right away
better than a line dance, with a little more sway.
This was no rock concert she mumbled out
loud, but merely an acoustic set for an easily amused crowd.

mark@smart.net


Deciphering an OMEN:

I was at 15th and L when I saw her standing there: Alison
She wore red shoes and was holding hands with a conscript in Oliver's Army.
"Is she really going out with him?" I asked.
"Well, maybe no matter what they do, they come together," said my friend, the film critic.
"If that's true, then I surrender," I said.
"I used to feel fine, but I'm taking the last train to Clarksville.
Send Lawyers, guns and money. Just don't get me humming that stupid Theme From Friends."

John Kelly


Adam West unmasked:
The speedbump reminded him of her electrified beauty. Of that and, of course, of the vodka tonic blues. He was a wrong-way ronnie in the upside-down shambles of a past-tense life. "Rocks will fall," she said, and kicked those vodka tonic blues in the nads, and when he woke up on the ceiling, he couldn't figure out what six and six is, much less get down. She had taken everything unclean and haunted about his life, his psyche, his whole ethos, and scrubbed it squeaky clean. Seemed like the Adam West air freshener swinging lazily from the rearview was all he had left.

eeric@juno.com


Ranking on Dave Wakeling:

I have a HANDGUN, so I make DEM CALL IT SKA.
I'LL TAKE YOU THERE, my BEST FRIEND, to dinner w/my ma.
Later on you can SHOOT IT ALL OUT, CRY THE TEARS OF A CLOWN,
I'LL BE THERE FOR YOU, no matter how many pounds
you gain. But CLICK CLICK, I'll have a camera!
and I'll SAVE IT (the blackmail photos) FOR LATERa.
My plan will NEVER DIE! I have no TENDERNESS,
Who cares WHAT THEY SAY, I('ll never) CONFESS!
You'll TWIST AND CRAWL away, you chunky little worm,
TWO SWORDS through you skull will make you squirm!
I'll be RANKING your mother for a FULL 2 hours, nonSTOP!
and you'll see in the MIRROR IN THE BATHROOM you're no JACKPOT!
So, YOU"RE STUCK! HANDS OFF, SHE'S MINE!
HOW CAY YOU JUST STAND THERE, and WHINE AND GRINE!

a friend