burstandbloom

N.Y. is a poem
written by Spics
and Niggers, Daegos
and wetbacks, Limeys
and wankers
each drop their own tears
for whatever reason
onto the page

Goldfinger

8 days before my birthday
i got on a bus
and fucked a rock star
it felt so good
friends stood outside
waiting for me
i was proud
8 days before my birthday
i got on a bus
fucked a rock star
went to my friends apartment
and drank a coca-cola classic
8 days before my 19th birthday
a precious age they tell me...
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Superchunk

all the scary looking people
are bolted down
while the pretty people bounce
and bounce and bounce

Club H


The symbols felt like a smile
and I bobbed my head.
I knew there wasn't enough
music to go around.

People came here to find
other people.
I came here for the peanut shells,
the best in town.
The stale air got me every time.

They tell me if I buy enough beers
I'll get a free hat.
The hat is the reason...
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TODAY I'M DYING
I CAN'T STOP MYSELF
AND IT SHOWS

supplement

In the olden days,
I would slay a dragon
and you would be mine.
I only say these things
to make you feel
bad. To somehow further cultivate
this terrible nightmare we share.

Rock n Roll died


I was heating up
getting ready to mainline it
as I listened to
one of those no talent
boy/girl bands who could
dance/fuck better than they could sing
but still sold a million copies of whatever
garbarge they were flashing
in 13 different languages because
image translates flawlessly
and MTV Outerspace exposes new
nipples everyday
and I realized that my junkie...
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Intersections; Columbus, Ohio


I like the sound of rain
falling down
in a traffic jam

the sweet grind
and moan of a car
or a girl

the rhythm of
windsheild wipers
and my heart

slightly foggy windows
and slightly used radio

Conspiracy Theory


My heart died, across town
in a horrible accident.
They say it was my fault
but i know there was a girl
involved.

Vehicle movement

As I watched her walk out
another girl walked in, dressed in pink
three pink ladies rushed in after her
Tow truck, they yelled

Glass shattered, the front door went flying
and I saw a gorgeous tow truck
land on my best friend

A discombobulated herky-jerky death, it was
A disgusting death, with a
terrifying giggle

the unblueberry muffin


she was
soft

but

she bit me

it was a
completely
different material

the introduction of

scars

made it all the more exciting
a shared experience
not

your normal
everyday
breakfast
the last
day
breakfast

original, heartfelt

delusions of grandeur as if the world was ending as if her heart was stopping as if my mind was melting

as if this
muffin...
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Mallory

At first,
her body was tense, her nipples hard
She looked afraid

She relaxed as she moved
forgot people were staring at her
forgot she was naked, with strangers, or so she said

I guess its not all that hard (disbelief) to have fun,
All it takes is the right person, the right place, or
the right game

She owned the game. She had...
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