Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Shocks and Struts

Machine face fuck--
the garbage is spilling
from the mouth of crystal
red America. The sky
is shredded which is making
the miracles less absorbent
because you're soaking in it.
A bridge over a dirty river--
a river out of respect for
the color pink. Who can push
harder when the gold medal
is stamped Hollywood?
Who shocks and struts?
Who needs more power?
Meat comes in pies too you know.
So the gray plastic has been
decorated with zeroes, so what?
The mistake of history
is going all the way back to the base:
primitive thrills, earth bake, thunder walls,
all a mess, all the medicine in the world
couldn't help you now as you
cry on 6th, cry on 44th. They
don't know better than I am right now
during a war with people dropping things
removed one step, like they were alone
but not missing keys.
A full report was missing.
You just want to be significant
and refreshing and informative
like a soft drink on the New York Times
you just sit there and lick your machine.
Get off me now.

7 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

grrrr -- ride that pony!

9:07 AM  
Blogger Limonada said...

Todd, bang, this is good! Really love it!

4:39 PM  
Blogger Sandra Simonds said...

i want some of your books!

1:11 PM  
Blogger shanna said...

i agree with the two ladeez who've spoken afore me. this poemy rocky.

and ss, email me yr address & i will send you review copies of t's books. i have a couple left.

(or, help ssp bear the brunt of the pgw bankruptcy by purchasing them here.)

2:16 PM  
Blogger Sandra Simonds said...

i just bought tremble and shine.

shanna, my first soft skull book.

yah...

3:33 PM  
Blogger Todd Colby said...

Hi all, thanks for the mighty fine comments. Shanna thanks for the linkage and Sandra I'll send you some others soon. Send yr address to my email.

8:24 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Spanktacular my boy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


CRF from the midwest

10:36 PM  

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