I threw a party
threw in my face
times
of tribute
here, I wrote a poem
want to hear it?ten minutes later
my scripted soul bared
the room most emptywhat happened to all the people? they could have been anywhere
performer
you wanted followers
not friendsdialogue.
I had a party.
conversation
mostly two
occasional bursts beyond
musicians entered
played under first
then in between
across the room their strangs
guitar talk
and fragmentedtoo loud for room cross conversation
shifted nonverbal
or quiet, following their trip
I observed their space hog
they observed the interested folk
yeah, duncan was into it.I thought duncan was falling asleep beauty, beholder
artist performer
background vision
soul sharing.like carew
obnoxious for me to say
she's another freshman womanhow come you sexualize everything?
why did you kiss me
why are you condescending to me?why don't you write in free verse?
why don't you try turning your web pages over
to a guest hostfor a week? she's tired of the gender dynamic
female deference to male authority
I had a stream of salutations unintegratedwhy can't you dance with anyone?
I liked rya too, when I first hung with her
twofold lesson
in spite of spring
keep my paws off her thick hair, her energy body
this is the second lesson, timebecause ben said that time is the operative factor
with more, folks would have learned to speak musicliminal point of transition
break the skin or layer it?
I had dinner with gail hand
fast talking libra
girlfriend of a good friendshe does yoga, serious, hanging upside down
and she ate more butter than GK even
synchronicity, a grateful dead moment
turn the fm radio off from good lovin'
five hours later, radio on shakedown street.
justin hall | <justin at bud dot com>