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| MARIE KAZALIA Suicide and a movie 'Suicide is a disease of singularity and selfhood' - William H. Gass, The World Within the Word The most disturbing part of my hallucinated memory returns to me swimming black out of that moist cold haze of intoxication recalled. He confessing feelings in cryptic entrapping euphemisms. She offering counter explanations, causing her to realize her vulnerable condition in a flash of deep insight, as s he causes him to see what his feelings disguised from his inner vision, until just then-- her fragile state of mind His concern. Words in blind void heard No lip movement. Could not see him telling me how I looked like the woman in the Bukowski film 'tales of Ordinary Madness.? My toughness really vulnerability Disconnected from those controls placed on others by general society Like her, with no one--not even her one true love able to really understand her individuality, her need to be a free full person, regardless that shes female And how the world thinks of her as that-- female only. Men wanting to use her body, her love to make themselves feel good about themselves Not her, no one to make her feel good no other woman befriending, always judging with calculated envy. She the most vulnerable to suicide Blue Language SEXUAL CONTENT no apology SEXUAL CONTENT 40 pages chapbook of erotic poetry & prose by MARIE KAZALIA hand painted stenciled cover art -- signed & numbered limited edition $8. plus $2. S&H to US address Send CASH, CHECK or M.O. made payable to MARIE KAZALIA, to: RED HAND PRESS PO BOX 432344 SAN FRANCISCO CA 94142-2344 |
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| from POETRYrePAIRS MM.11:130 RIC MASTEN The Deaf imagine a woodsman swinging an axe in the distance the tree speaking out of sync then nothing except what is left in your eye chips still fly but your ears dumb fleshy things hang from your head useless handles frozen stiff the world around you fills with dead air the quiet thickens till the atmosphere is packed solid surrounding you like clear wax and every one there rides in a limousine stars of the silent screen seen through shatterproof glass the faces glide past lips moving like goldfish the trumpet has lost its voice the sea shell — mute as a dish my god in a place like this what do you do with a word like inconceivable? spell it she said hands moving behind the question in a kind of semaphore and you talk to fast later that evening the poems fell from my mouth little naked birds crying for life and who would have known they were there had she not taken them into her care holding them up til they could fly on their own and back where this began the tree came crashing down and the sound was the sound of the deaf applauding |
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