CAConrad
a poem
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....................................................“not until we’re
...............................................all unprotected” I said
...........................................descent of
................................................magnets we
....................................................come
.......................................................to
.........................bank ourselves against
.............................................the tomb
..............................................radiates
...................................................life without
.........................................................pause
............................................yes
............................................that’s your insurance
..................................................agent overhead in
.............................................................first class
...............................................inside the
..............................................queen’s body
...............................................stops producing
..................................................workers to
..............................................send out a
.............................................queen
..........................................the babysitter of
.............................................empire wants a raise
.................................................write on
....................................................walls write on court
......................................................house sidewalks write on
...................................................every single mirror you
...............................................can find
............................................................“I MAKE
...................................................HOLES IN IRAQI
...........................................FAMILIES EVERY TIME
.................................................I PAY MY TAXES!”
.....................................................all these
.....................................................centuries later the
..........................................................occupation
...................................................................still
........................................................................u
......................................................................n
...................................................................w
...............................................................i
...........................................................t tingly
................................................................shapes the
.................................................................resistance
........................................................dead batteries
.................................................under the
..............................................green flag of the
...............................................desert
...............................................it’s all
...........................................quite stunning
........................................sealed under
...........................................reactions
...............................everybody needs a lover in wartime
...............................fuck for the dead
...............................fuck and Love fucking for the dead
...............................after the latest body count fuck and
...............................fuck and fuck the prayer of fucking
...........................................run
...........................................onto
...........................................the
.........................................street
.........................screaming Death DOWN!
.................................................................settle into
.................................................................missing
..........................................................time flat on
..........................................................the grass
...................................................smoking
...................................................hash until the
return to sawbuck 1.4
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CAConrad's childhood included selling cut flowers along the highway for his mother and helping her shoplift. He escaped to Philadelphia the first chance he got where he lives and writes today with the PhillySound poets. Soft Skull Press published his first full-length book of poems Deviant Propulsion in 2006. His book The Frank Poems is forthcoming in 2008 from CHAX Press. He is the author of several chapbooks, including (end-begin w/chants), a collaboration with Frank Sherlock. For correspondence contact CAConrad13@aol.com
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say it with grEEn paint for the comfort and healing of their wounds
(written after eating only green foods for a day
while under the influence of green nail
polish on my middle fingers)
...................................................................“not until we’re(written after eating only green foods for a day
while under the influence of green nail
polish on my middle fingers)
..............................................................all protected” he said
....................................................“not until we’re
...............................................all unprotected” I said
...........................................descent of
................................................magnets we
....................................................come
.......................................................to
.........................bank ourselves against
.............................................the tomb
..............................................radiates
...................................................life without
.........................................................pause
............................................yes
............................................that’s your insurance
..................................................agent overhead in
.............................................................first class
cash webs form
water sends
instinct home
.........................................a switchwater sends
instinct home
...............................................inside the
..............................................queen’s body
...............................................stops producing
..................................................workers to
..............................................send out a
.............................................queen
..........................................the babysitter of
.............................................empire wants a raise
.................................................write on
....................................................walls write on court
......................................................house sidewalks write on
...................................................every single mirror you
...............................................can find
............................................................“I MAKE
...................................................HOLES IN IRAQI
...........................................FAMILIES EVERY TIME
.................................................I PAY MY TAXES!”
.....................................................all these
.....................................................centuries later the
..........................................................occupation
...................................................................still
........................................................................u
......................................................................n
...................................................................w
...............................................................i
...........................................................t tingly
................................................................shapes the
.................................................................resistance
eruptions
at night we
only hear to
know
.........................................................buryingat night we
only hear to
know
........................................................dead batteries
.................................................under the
..............................................green flag of the
...............................................desert
...............................................it’s all
...........................................quite stunning
........................................sealed under
...........................................reactions
...............................everybody needs a lover in wartime
...............................fuck for the dead
...............................fuck and Love fucking for the dead
...............................after the latest body count fuck and
...............................fuck and fuck the prayer of fucking
...........................................run
...........................................onto
...........................................the
.........................................street
.........................screaming Death DOWN!
terrible vacancies
for either
hand
for either
hand
.................................................................settle into
.................................................................missing
..........................................................time flat on
..........................................................the grass
...................................................smoking
...................................................hash until the
butterfly
Hyperapathy
I’m telling you this only once
you’re
outside
your
jurisdiction
**I’m telling you this only once
you’re
outside
your
jurisdiction
return to sawbuck 1.4
**
CAConrad's childhood included selling cut flowers along the highway for his mother and helping her shoplift. He escaped to Philadelphia the first chance he got where he lives and writes today with the PhillySound poets. Soft Skull Press published his first full-length book of poems Deviant Propulsion in 2006. His book The Frank Poems is forthcoming in 2008 from CHAX Press. He is the author of several chapbooks, including (end-begin w/chants), a collaboration with Frank Sherlock. For correspondence contact CAConrad13@aol.com
