Tuesday, October 21, 2003

From Stephen Vincent:



My mother choked

Constantly choked

Still chokes

Has not finally choked



That’s the truth

The sad terrible truth

I confess

I confess for her



Dinner - the father, the children

Macy's - the perfumes

David's - the blintzes

Nixon - the jowls

Nixon again - more jowls



Choke against the rage



She's done it - Reagan

She's doing it - Bush

O mother

Do it again

Harder, harder - Bush, Bush



Do it till you belch your guts out

Belch all over

Macys,

Davids,

Nixon

Reagan

Bush & again Bush



Whatever they did

And whoever did it before they did

Belch

Belch



When you break the sleeve of your body

Crack the air

Vowel by Holy Vowel

Sing unto us,

O Sing unto us

Around the table

Father, brother, brother and brother

We who were

Will not be - O Sing unto us -

Slender & bright as Crimson silk

Rolled into the sky

A ribbon under whatever God

Gentle unto that loving, endless night

Absolutely, forever may it be

The total song Unchoked.

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