The Man Cave featuring Frank Reardon

RIDING IN A CAR WITH S.A. GRIFFIN

everything
was
closed up
when he
swerved
& weaved
between
the cars
with his
old brown
Volvo,

my hands,
gripping the
‘ Jesus Christ Handles”,
in total panic
&
holding
it all in,

then he
stepped
on the
gas
& everything
opened
up,

like
canned
sunshine

laughter,

finally .

______________________

Falling Down Hills In Kansas (for John Dorsey)

i remember it here & there
drinking those dark mysteries
like children in water balloon play
who scored smiles from underneath
those pimp-hats of     oblivion,

i felt it like a string of Christmas lights,
with their rapid succession of changing moods

until
the great composer
cried with only one hand over his face,
because the other one
was too busy strangling
the hearts of the weak,

& we drank Christ off the cross
until Revelations made sense,

until our throats
our veins
our hearts

began to feel like an empty house
with a lost bird inside
banging against the glass
of a locked window

________________________

WEAR YOUR MISTRESS LIKE A BADGE

being alone
is not
the absence
of another
person,

it is
a badge
of honor,

given to
us by
the gods,

but you’ve
got to know
how to
treat it
properly

you’ve got
to play
it music,
pour it
French wine,

light its
cigarettes,
lay around
on the couch
all day
with it,

cry into the
darkness of
the void
with it
write to it
without fear
of death,

& when
you need to
speak,
respect its
wishes,
& slam the door
while screaming
because
it
might not
ever want
to come
back
to you

again.
_____________________________

GO 15 WITH THE TYPEWRITER BEFORE THE GODS RING THE BELL

it wont smile at you
before landing a haymaker
so keep on your guard,
keep the gloves up at your chin,
& learn how to counter
with all of your might,
wisdom & courage,
if you don’t
you’ll never be able
to go toe to toe with
it,
because it dances the mat
with a mighty fury,
jabbing,
crossing,
hooking,
leaving you bloody
& lifeless,
but if you wanna go toe to toe
with it
have a lot of stamina
because if
you can keep up
you’ll be dipping & punching
with concertos,
weaving & uppercutting
with the heavens,
& when it goes down
for the count
it will be
because you
landed the most
beautiful punches
you’ve ever
thrown…

________________________

EARN YOUR STRIPES IF YOU WANNA SWALLOW THE EARTH

People
tell me
that I am
lucky,

because
I am 36
& without
much
responsibility

they say
that
I just
bitch,
moan
& write
all day

what
they refuse
to understand
is the massive
amounts
of wars,
madness
& loneliness
I’ve had to
go through
to get to
that point

& that alone
should be
the most
responsibility
any human
should ever
have to
deal with.

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5 Responses to “The Man Cave featuring Frank Reardon”

  1. wow. need i say more? best, winnie

  2. Good selection of poems! I can just see that ride with S.A. when I read that poem:-)

  3. Linda Lerner Says:

    These poems really grabbed me…felt like I was in that car, on that journey—

  4. Hey bro, thanks for the good words… that was a great time, got to the movie on time, and did catch “Howl” with ya. Seems appropriate that we would have such a ride to see a Ginsberg flick tho, does it not? 😉 But hey man, that is regular fare on this end!

  5. priscampbell Says:

    These are great!

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