Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Motherfucker at the Club
After Wallace Stevens (Mwahahahaha!) I. Among twenty bros at the club the only thing moving toward my cousin was the eye of the motherfucker. II. I was of three minds like the IQ of the motherfucker at the club. III. The motherfucker at the club whirled in the autumn wind. It was a small part of some corny bro dance. IV. A Maxim magazine and Axe body spray are one. A Maxim magazine, Axe body spray and a motherfucker at the club are one. V. I do not know which to prefer, the time when the motherfucker at the club says to my cousin "Girl, I want to sop you up like a biscuit." or Girl, you look good enough to season greens with." or "Girl, if your left leg is Christmas, and your right leg is New Years, can I visit you between the holidays?" VI. Bros filled the window with barbaric glasses of liquor a rapper drank on BET. The motherfucker at the club drank them, to and fro an indecipherable case. VII. Oh thin bros of Seattle, why do you imagine that you could put roofalyn in my cousin’s drink? Do you not know my juvenile assault record when you walk the feet of young lady around me? VIII. I know Noble accents and lucid, inescapable rhythms, but I know too that if the motherfucker at the club gives her that drink, I will catch a case. IX. When the motherfucker at the club flew out the window, it marked the many circles of black around his eye. X. At the sight of the motherfucker at the club flying outside the window, a bawl of euphony cried out What did I tell you? What the fuck did I tell you? If you put your hands on my cousin again I will cut the bacon off your back and fry it to your goddamn daddy. I swear before god, boy, I’ll bust your head to the white meat and kick you up and down this block till your ass tore out the frame And what the rest of your bros looking at? Which one of your motherfuckers wanna axe the dentist to get they teeth fixed. Don’t let the smooth tweed fool you! XI. The motherfucker at the club ran past downtown with a busted hand. Once, a fear pierced him in that he mistook someone else for a person who was driven away. XII. The wind is howling. The motherfucker at the club is somewhere in a corner. XIII. Grrrrrrrrr
How Not to Think About Slavery While Listening to Three 6 Mafia
(Or, No, I Don’t Think It’s That Hard Out Here for a Pimp)
Look away from their ice, the glitter and such. Do not think of cattle, oxen, or pain for their pictures, though silent, say far too much. Don't think of their blood, the soul catcher’s punch, the taking of bounty with encrusted chain. Look away from the ice, the glitter and such. Don't think of the gentry, the dawg's or the Dutch nor the color of their dirt, their clay or their grain for their pictures, though silent, say far too much. Don't think of their auction, their prod or their touch their sizing of the breast, testicles, brain. Look away from the ice, the glitter and such. Don’t think of the bee, the chopping block crutch and the cut of the day, come shine or come rain for their pictures, though silent, say far too much. To think of it all is to think far too much. To think far too much is to think you’re insane. Look away from their ice, the glitter and such for their pictures, though silent, say far too much.
11th and Tacoma Avenue, the Morning of Pride Parade, 15 Days After Jermaine Smoked Himself Away
The streets will be full soon. The sun will show out here in many shapes and colors. Love then will exhibit its unending gift for metaphor, and the McDonalds will not arch like your gravestone. Bodies bright and beautiful will fill all the streets in place of your bullies and tormentors. Traffic will overflow with an undefined light that no parent will put asunder (though the midnight of your mind that was cast by your family will coat every color here in shadow). The light that never lit for you will burn fierce but distant. The day you never saw will come, and then go. The home you so begged for but never received will be here, but now you're away. Jerusalem will be free (for a day) from that book but it will take on the countenance of your face.