Saturday, September 28, 2013

TAKE YOUR PICK AND 3 55's BECAUSE I FORGOT FRIDAY WASN'T TUESDAY




THE SUN IS NAKED AND FREE OF FEAR FOR ITS FUTURE

I want to run, run naked in the sun of light and harmony. Is there no peaceful place left amidst the human race of this age that would allow me such simple a pleasure? Do I need to live fully within being afraid of every neighbor and stranger? I am so tired of wondering why it is that my generation is so fear filled of death, in present day living within agony over dying alone but is fully intent always on eating itself.

9/27/13


A SMALL NEIGHBORHOOD IN A SMALLER SCHOOL

For a childhood left so far behind
it seems that in the remind
the golden days were way back when.

I stand here now and look forward
as I older age and in age and wonder
which were truly the better of best days.

With the family and so many crazy friends
all leaning future forward or now, today when
I can look both fore and back seeing everything that's been.

Is it better to be a grandchild bounced and steadied
as we slept on our lovely granny's lap or is it better
to be a granny now with a wee bairn on ever ready old knees?

Look at us now, grayer, definitely wider, some say wiser
but ever so torn between the when of our dawn
and aghast at the coming dawn of our own dying time.

Here am I now looking both toward and back;
thinking my life's been both good and bad,
but it all started in that three tiered brown brick shack.

(C) Mark Durfee
6/26/13


PATRIOT ACTS

Eyes and ears floating all over the digital world listening in on every word, true or a joke, you ever spoke. You’re really fucked if you told the wrong kind of joke and by god if you have a mistress you just pissed away a good job with a security clearance. Oh they claim the right to your privacy; you know because we’re all one big happy family. I am pretty sure they like it best when two people cross the fantasy line and start talking about what they’d do to each other if they were together in real time. Of course there is really only one fucking crime going on and that’s them, your government, listening in on you and your odd proclivity for a little bit of digital privacy. Now you know why they forced you to go digital, analog was too slow for them to hear everything; not fast enough for them to know you’re a freak because you’re a dude who likes to wear leather tights and a dress at the end of the week.

© M Durfee
9/26/13


THE UNITED STATES OF BORDELLO

Save me from this jaundiced prison
where leadership sees the world
through a prism of money colored glass.
But God damn them
they’d never risk their ass
for anything that might
touch their mostly unearned,
26 weeks of paid vacation
and lobby gifted cash,
picked up at the capitol pay station.
I finally learned the equation,
like magic I learned to do the math.
A politician equals pure fucking trash.
And yes they every few years recycle each other.
Because there is no better partner in thievery
than one you can call to lobby you than a brother.

©M Durfee
9/26/13


RELIGION

They told me I was temporarily excommunicated. I didn’t understand why they were bum rushing me outside with a kick in the ass. I followed all the rules. Kneeled when I was supposed to, spoke the right words. “We’re tired of having to go to the bank to cash your checks, tithe in cash asshole.”

© M Durfee
9/28/13


POLITICS

Taking my first conscious breath, I was pretty certain my nose was broken again. I could taste blood from my swollen lips. Everything was blurry, eyes nearly beat shut. God damn, I wondered what the fucking beating would it have been like if I had gone to a campaign rally of someone I didn’t support?

© M Durfee
9/28/13


SEX

I was outside the toy store waiting. Her hand went into my back pocket. I knew she wasn’t reaching for my wallet. I keep it in the front pocket; no one sits on snake skin. Then she whispered in my ear “honey that was a great store now let’s go home and have some fun.”

9/28/13

23 comments:

  1. You were on a roll, Mark... Lots of good lines and irony and hard truth, but did you have to remind me of our widening status?

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    1. Jeff yeah in a way I was. Had a lot to say. I should maybe learn silence is golden.

      Oh yeah, the widening thing, shit happens with age, at least we aren't all wrinkly.

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  2. dang...a chapbook today...ha...thats ok, i will take me plenty of WM...
    maybe if the checks didnt bounce god would not be so mad....smiles...ok, maybe i am speaking of myself there....

    running naked---

    its all fun
    until the ambulance comes

    blaring around the corner
    and lights your ass
    up---just saying

    again, personal experience...hehe....

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    1. Brian you know that it is a matter of quality not quantity or do I have that backwards? *shrug* Any lights on my as would burn the eyeballs of the lookers out from the back glare.

      It's all personal my friend.

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  3. oh yes, the imagination does tend to run amock, now'n agin ;)

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    1. What Tony---I've had sex before. hahahahaahahaq

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  4. Eye-catching title post and prose ~ Enjoyed the slew of 55 words and over 55 words ~ Missed my 55 this week, yikes ~ Happy weeked ~

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    1. Grace take one of the 55's, I got on a roll so you can say I covered you this week.

      It seems i always write Grace but don't always post, don't drink and am not a junkie so I have to just be peculiar in some other way to be a poet.

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  5. I'm definitely a bit afraid of my neighbors. Maybe when I'm in Arkansas, at the very center of our land. Without a road leading to me.

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    1. Charles you are over educated. You really kneed a 24" barrel Remington 270 12 gauge 8 shot pump if your neighbors are that much pain in the ass. I am not particularly a gun enthusiast, never even kept one until 3 years ago, but then I will not be made to fear in my own home. Better to have my neighbors know exactly what I am holding in the early morning dark and have them fear my reaction than me theirs.

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  6. No need to explain ANYTHING to me Mark.
    What did you think I'd do...Excommunicate you?
    I'll gladly and proudly accept any orts thrown my way by you Bro.
    Loved your bevy of brilliance AND the 55's
    Thanks for playing, thanks for your gracious support, and have a Kick Ass Week-End

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    1. Please do not excommunicate me Father Galen. Once in a lifetime is enough. If only the Catholic Church didn't have that two thousand year old institutional memory.

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  7. You'd have to search far and wide for a society that didn't get all bent over people running around naked. Mind you, I have found a few in my lifetime, but they tend to be transient.

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    1. Alice if i wasn't so pink i could walk around naked with a bottle of vodka and a blunt in my hand and no one would notice anything but the blunt and booze.

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  8. This was a feast, Mark. And it ended on just the right note. :)

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    1. Thanks Talon, early Thanksgiving I suppose. I know I'd give thanks for the ending to be true!

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  9. Well-expressed feeling states.

    I get that way when I'm hospitalized for something serious. Yogic flying. The past.
    Vanity, vanity, sayeth the preacher. Could it all be a dream?

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    1. Well Ivan i am glad to share that drug induced state of mind with you!

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  10. The Age of Aquarius. We're not there yet. The transition is a pretty rocky road.

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    1. Carleton another 32,000 years according to the Mayan calendar.

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  11. Boy Mark, you got it going on today!! I would much rather be rockin' my grandbaby, (if I had one!) that being a babe starting life in this f'ed up world!

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