tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31067005367612868422024-02-20T16:55:20.325-05:00even the details have detailsDid you ask for the happy ending?Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10270808520581466353noreply@blogger.comBlogger49125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3106700536761286842.post-31982826812980688262009-09-15T09:40:00.003-05:002009-09-15T09:50:37.394-05:00New poems up at The CollagistThe second issue of <span style="font-style:italic;">The Collagist</span>, a new online journal from Dzanc Books, is live and we have two poems all up in it: "<a href="http://www.thecollagist.com/archive/September2009/GabbertRooney/index.html">Aubade with Clock Radio</a>" and "<a href="http://www.thecollagist.com/archive/September2009/GabbertRooney/page2.html">Aubade with Ceramic Deer</a>." It's a good mag, go read the whole thing! There's Jason Bredle's "<a href="http://www.thecollagist.com/archive/September2009/Bredle/index.html">The Proselytizer</a>" and "<a href="http://www.thecollagist.com/archive/September2009/Lovelace/index.html">Denver Health Medical Center: Nursing Notes</a>" by Sean Lovelace, just FOR EXAMPLE.Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10270808520581466353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3106700536761286842.post-34760542946488137992009-06-16T09:30:00.003-05:002009-06-16T09:34:55.744-05:00A reason to be jubilant, although I'm depressedWe have <a href="http://www.jubilat.org/n16/gabbert_rooney.html">a poem in the new <span style="font-style:italic;">Jubilat</span></a>. Yay! We like <span style="font-style:italic;">Jubilat</span>. Lots of poets to love in this issue (Kate Greenstreet, Srikanth Reddy, Alice Notley, Ange Mlinko, oh my).<br /><br />Also, if you didn't notice (sniff), I'm now solo-blogging over at <a href="http://thefrenchexit.blogspot.com">The French Exit</a>. Don't let the French door hit you in the face on the way out. <br /><br />Sorry, kind of an interior joke.Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10270808520581466353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3106700536761286842.post-41357864331037144112009-05-21T14:34:00.002-05:002009-05-21T14:38:30.666-05:00New review in Galatea ResurrectsMany thanks to <a href="http://perfect-lines.blogspot.com/">Nate Logan</a> whose very thoughtful <a href="http://galatearesurrection12.blogspot.com/2009/05/that-tiny-insane-voluptuousness-by.html">review of <span style="font-style:italic;">That Tiny Insane Voluptuousness</span></a> appears in the latest Galatea Resurrects. Click over to read its full nicety:<br /><blockquote>Writing poetry is hard. This is not news to anyone who has seriously dedicated themselves to writing it. But writing poetry with another person? Wouldn't that qualify as being one of the hardest things in the world of writing to do? Would there be stylistic clashes? Would schedules work out so such poems could be written? Would the poems be terrible?<br /><br />Luckily for us, Elisa Gabbert and Kathleen Rooney have overcome all of these potential hazards and have put together a marvelous collection of collaborative poetry...</blockquote>Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10270808520581466353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3106700536761286842.post-16238950067333302482009-03-07T22:31:00.002-05:002009-03-07T22:42:08.470-05:00Winter's last weak hurrahWe've got poems in the <a href="http://www.wheelhousemagazine.com/poetry.html">new issue of Wheelhouse</a> (alongside fine poets such as Rachel Zolf, Ana Bozicevic and Reb Livingston to name just a few) and in the <a href="http://qarrtsiluni.com/2009/02/23/rasterization/">Mutating the Signature</a> edition of qarrtsiluni. Go exercise your saccades.<br /><br />Also, if any of our five readers live in California (odds aren't bad?), we are reading in the <a href="http://cwls.blogspot.com/2009/02/kathleen-rooney-and-elisa-gabbert.html">Community and World Literary Series</a> at Cal State San Marcos on March 19 at 7 pm. Look for us there or on the beach the next day. We'll be catchin' some rays, and possibly hanging 10.Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10270808520581466353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3106700536761286842.post-5911656121950649292009-02-06T09:21:00.003-05:002009-02-06T09:33:56.049-05:00A to the W to the PWe have three new poems (from the Epigraph Project, as I've just decided to grandiosely name it) up at Steve Halle's <a href="http://sevencornerspoetry.blogspot.com/2009/02/featured-poets-kathleen-rooney-and.html">Seven Corners</a>. Take a looksee.<br /><br />Also, for those who will be at AWP, look for us at the <a href="http://makemag.com/uncategorized/awp-off-site-readings-and-dance-party/">MAKE off-site reading and dance party</a>, hosted my MAKE Magazine in conjunction with Action Books, ACM and others. We'll be reading there with Arda Collins, Abraham Smith and others on Thursday night at the "legendary" <a href="http://www.hideoutchicago.com/">Hideout</a>.<br /><br />In addition, Kathy will be signing <span style="font-style:italic;">Oneiromance </span>at the Switchback Books table on Friday at 2, and reading at the Red Rover Series "Experiment #26: A Small Press Showcase" at Links Hall on Friday from 8 to 11:30, along with readers from Action Books, Effing Press, Flood Editions, Futurepoem books, Les Figues Press, Slack Buddha Press and Ugly Duckling Presse.Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10270808520581466353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3106700536761286842.post-16895476568968059372009-01-06T19:33:00.002-05:002009-01-06T19:42:24.861-05:002009, you ain't shitHappy new year, readers! All averaging-three-a-day of you. Some news & updates: We have <a href="http://openlettersmonthly.com/issue/january-2009-max-jacob/">three translations (of Max Jacob)</a> up in the <a href="http://openlettersmonthly.com/issue/open-letters-monthly-january-2009/">January poetry issue of Open Letters Monthly</a>; enjoy and check out the other great stuff there. <br /><br />Also, big thanks to the nice folks over at Coldfront Mag who, in their <a href="http://reviews.coldfrontmag.com/2008-year-in-review.html">Year in Review</a>, nominated <em>That Tiny Insane Voluptuousness </em>for Best Book of New Poetry Published in 2008, Best First Poem in a New Collection, Best Final Poem in a New Collection, and Best Closing Lines. Wowee! Seriously, guys, we're honored just to be nominated. <br /><br />In the coming months, look for new collaborations in <em>No Tell Motel, jubilat, Fifth Wednesday, Area Sneaks, Westwind Review </em>and elsewherez.Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10270808520581466353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3106700536761286842.post-32309701889856017012008-11-11T12:14:00.002-05:002008-11-11T12:19:29.406-05:00Me vs. Leigh SteinThis week it was my turn to give some As to the Qs posed by <a href="http://leighstein.blogspot.com/">Leigh</a>. Check it out <a href="http://12thstreetonline.com/">here</a> on the 12th Street blog, where I talk about the Midwest, weddings, and how Elisa is awesome.Kathleen Rooneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03451458434006516604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3106700536761286842.post-29354211583090201952008-10-20T08:04:00.002-05:002008-10-20T08:07:02.025-05:00We have new poemsup at <a href="http://artrecess.blogspot.com/2008/10/kathleen-rooney-elisa-gabbert-chicago.html">P.F.S. Post</a> and <a href="http://www.milkmag.org/ROONEYGABBERT.html">Milkmag</a>. These are mostly from a series of poems we wrote in the style of Mad Libs.<br /><br />And while you're in the mood for reading, check out the fly new issue of <a href="http://absentmag.org/">Absent</a>.Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10270808520581466353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3106700536761286842.post-80919376688526261782008-10-16T11:50:00.002-05:002008-10-16T11:54:00.092-05:00Me vs. Leigh SteinThe lovely <a href="http://leighstein.blogspot.com/">Leigh Stein</a> interviewed me for the <a href="http://12thstreetonline.wordpress.com/">12th Street</a> blog. I talk a bit about collaborating, editing a journal, what I've been reading and feeling like a worthless loser. <a href="http://12thstreetonline.wordpress.com/2008/10/14/pop-culture-mad-libs-and-lingo-an-interview-with-elisa-gabbert/">Check it out</a>.Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10270808520581466353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3106700536761286842.post-46605187421503850722008-08-06T16:49:00.004-05:002008-08-06T16:54:40.888-05:00New review at coldfront magMany thanks to John Deming of <a href=http://coldfrontmag.com/>coldfront mag</a> for this ultra-flattering and astute <a href=http://reviews.coldfrontmag.com/emthat-tiny-insane-volupt.html>review of <em>That Tiny Insane Voluptuousness</em></a>. Great discussion of collaborative poetry and how the process can sometimes overshadow the product. (Not with us, of course!) Here's an excerpt:<br /><blockquote>I think I’d trade the last six “collaborative” books I’ve read for just half of Elisa Gabbert and Kathleen Rooney’s hip, smart, self-aware and incredibly focused new collection. <br /><br />The best thing about <em>That Tiny Insane Voluptuousness </em>is that it is a singular, sustained inspiration spoken by a singular, if conflicted, voice.</blockquote> <br />Now <a href=http://reviews.coldfrontmag.com/emthat-tiny-insane-volupt.html>go read the rest</a>.Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10270808520581466353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3106700536761286842.post-1437003249623533532008-06-16T08:41:00.003-05:002008-06-16T08:50:42.741-05:00New review of TTIVAdam Golaski does a write-up of <i>That Tiny Insane Voluptuousness</i> over at the <a href=http://flimforum.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-language-trumps-meaning-i-am-most.html>Flim Forum blog</a>. Apparently it's "always clever, mostly light-hearted, sometimes crass, and occasionally wise" -- check out the <a href=http://flimforum.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-language-trumps-meaning-i-am-most.html>full review here</a>. Thanks Adam! <br /><br />Also, Rusty Barnes kindly wrote on Goodreads: "These are fine poets singly, and together they're a knockout. I so so admire truly witty, playful poems, and it's very cool to have all this work in one place so I don't have to scour the 'net for it. Great stuff."<br /><br />Are we witty/crass enough for YOU? <a href=http://www.lulu.com/content/2210697>Buy the book</a> and find out.Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10270808520581466353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3106700536761286842.post-56219416102510690172008-06-01T18:45:00.011-05:002008-06-04T20:16:59.561-05:00Updates! News! Etc.!Much has occurred since we abandoned this blog like a mine shaft last year. Our chapbook, <a href=http://www.dancinggirlpress.com/something.html>Something Really Wonderful</a>, came out from dancing girl press in November; look for it wherever rare books and collector's items are sold. <a href=http://wallacethinksagain.blogspot.com/2008/02/quick-takes.html>Mark Wallace</a> had nice things to say about it, like "The linguistic energy and, really, virtuosity, can be stunning." <br /><br />And last month, our full-length collection, <a href=http://www.lulu.com/content/2210697>That Tiny Insane Voluptuousness</a>, was released from Otoliths. You can read poems from this collection in <a href=http://bostonreview.net/BR33.2/gabbertrooney.php>Boston Review</a>, Caketrain, <a href=http://www.coconutpoetry.org/gabbertrooney1.htm>Coconut</a>, The Concher, <a href=http://www.dusie.org/gabbert.html>Dusie</a>, <a href=http://www.elimae.com/poetry/Rooney/Tips.html>Elimae</a>, Foursquare, <a href=http://www.mipoesias.com/2007/gabbert_rooney.htm>MiPOesias</a>, <a href=http://www.noojournal.com/view.php?mode=1&issue=eight&id=157>Noo</a>, <a href=http://www.opiummagazine.com/Index.aspx?storyid=567>Opium</a>, <a href=http://the-otolith.blogspot.com/2006/12/elisa-gabbert-and-kathleen-rooney.html>Otoliths</a>, <a href=http://www.pastsimple.org/ps2egabbert.html>Past Simple</a>, <a href=http://sawbuckpoems.blogspot.com/2007/02/elisa-gabbert-kathleen-rooney.html>Sawbuck</a>, and <a href=http://www.sundress.net/21stars/issue05/gabbert-rooney1.htm>21</a> <a href=http://www.sundress.net/21stars/issue05/gabbert-rooney2.htm>Stars</a> <a href=http://www.sundress.net/21stars/issue05/gabbert-rooney3.htm>Review</a>.<br /><br />Michael Gushue <a href=http://vrzhu.typepad.com/vrzhu/2008/05/interview-with.html>interviewed us</a> for the VRZHU Press blog.<br /><br /><a href=http://www.ahadadabooks.com/component/option,com_jd-wp/Itemid,28/m,20080501/>Jesse Glass wrote</a> on the Ahadada blog that if our poems were set to music a la Japanse girl band Puffy, it would "rocket these two to cult status on the thinking woman's circuit."<br /><br /><a href=http://samuelwharton.blogspot.com/2008/05/return.html>Samuel Wharton</a> called this book "really awesome, a perfect mix of spry humor, mind-curdling verbal gymnastics, & dead-on seriousishness."<br /><br />Our poems were featured on <a href=http://www.sharkforum.org/2007/12/poem-of-the-week-ii-by-elisa-g.html>Sharkforum</a>.<br /><br />Amy Kucharik wrote on Facebook: "I hate most poets, but I make an exception for Elisa Gabbert. The unexpected, playful turns in these poems are always original, never pretentious, and kind of make you wonder what Elisa/Kathy have been up to that inspired them." Thanks for not hating, Amy K.<br /><br />We've got new work forthcoming in Chicago-based Make Magazine and MoonLit. Stay tuned for more.Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10270808520581466353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3106700536761286842.post-47520517723071660112007-04-30T12:07:00.000-05:002007-04-30T10:50:37.121-05:00April, we bid you adieuLAST DATE<br /><br />Where’s the glitter? Where’s the excitement?<br />A stroll to clear our minds sounded lame, but <br />when you dropped me off at the vacant lot,<br />it became the walk of improbable detail<br />& I probably shouldn’t be so sad about it. <br />There’re worse things than having no prom date--<br />a prison tattoo, for example, or a third nipple.<br />That’s just a fad. Or a “faze,” as you’d say,<br />your malaprop of the day, adorable<br />as ever--I hate you all the more. Wherefore <br />the moon. The Tears of the Moon belly ring?<br />The king is dead. Long live the king.Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10270808520581466353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3106700536761286842.post-14016553275010462372007-04-29T20:38:00.000-05:002007-04-29T20:40:37.294-05:00Bonus tracks #5 & #6: Quatrains! Again!I love timelines, but I hate time,<br />& people who say <i>You’re so linear</i> & <br /><i>Touching harms the art</i>.<br />I just want to feel the lines. <br /><br />*<br /><br />No one has yet satisfactorily defined<br />the boundary between the flesh & the mind.<br />If you’re so fucking smart, <br />why don’t you take a swing, ass-brain?Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10270808520581466353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3106700536761286842.post-70785391690549870102007-04-29T14:02:00.000-05:002007-04-29T13:11:28.501-05:00Almost no one mistakes a bear for a rockFOLKPSYCHOLOGY<br /><br />Whatever happened to the baby raccoon<br />mistaking the moon for her maker’s eye?<br /> <br />I lied: it wasn’t the moon either, just<br />a shiny lost satellite, neither hers nor mine.<br /> <br />“Wish I might” on that & all you end up w/<br />is another baby forced to grow up too soon.<br /> <br />You can’t fake love, wisdom, or a sneeze<br />& expect to please everyone. Curdled light<br /> <br />oozing in thru a broken window is like<br />an attenuated wind. Only visible.Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10270808520581466353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3106700536761286842.post-73437902196007999192007-04-28T08:32:00.000-05:002007-04-28T07:46:16.786-05:00Honeymoon's overFACEDOWN BLUES<br /><br />I’m in love w/ a girl I watched eat an apple core.<br />Her best pet name for me was “Little Fiddlehead.”<br />She was the type to play games: reindeer, newlywed, <br />card & board. She drove a coach & four. In Baltimore<br />she blew me fourteen kisses, each a pouty semaphore,<br />unflagging. A locomotive wept in the engine shed,<br />each night for two weeks. I slept the sleep of a riverbed,<br />woke up water-logged down by the old New Jersey shore,<br />alone. She couldn’t take it anymore: I was a ball & chain,<br />or so she said. She wouldn’t take it back. A heart attack,<br />Jack--mending under an unfixed leak, a chance of rain,<br />a chance of pain: a sweet hard smack like sugar cane,<br />an ache like a cavity down in my soul. My gunnysack <br />has no counter-attack. Lightning struck my weathervane.Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10270808520581466353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3106700536761286842.post-6202619273283233442007-04-27T14:17:00.000-05:002007-04-27T12:59:09.180-05:00Bonus track #4BLUE PERIOD TRITINA<br /><br />You can’t get to the top from the bottom<br />w/o stepping on some mentors on the way. <br />The sky beyond the top is powder blue,<br /> <br />the blue of early memories, the baby blue<br />of blue raspberry Slushees in a glass-bottom-<br />boat-shaped glass. There’s no graceful way <br /><br />to fall on your ass, so you have to keep away<br />from the marbles: the cat’s eye, the big blue <br />shooter & loathsome aggie, small as a subatom. <br /><br />Bottom’s up! Bombs away. Thar she blew.Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10270808520581466353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3106700536761286842.post-22196938610874056812007-04-27T08:55:00.000-05:002007-04-27T08:52:31.488-05:00It's a rich man's worldPOLITE SOCIETY<br /><br /><p align=justify>As per always, money money money, money money money. A typical day, a typical cadenza. It was all pretty wrong, but the wrongest thing isn’t always so bad, hm? Look at it w/ some equipoise, why don’t you? The gnomon on the sundial is to the sundial as I am to our social circle. I’m pointing out the swan. That angel’s song means that the end is nigh. On a night like tonight you shouldn’t use words like iota. I ought to reiterate: <i>I am very, very afraid</i>. Don’t go away & don’t get mad. Get even deeper into historically accurate drug scenes. Our whole lives we waited, & now, here’s this suitcase.</p>Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10270808520581466353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3106700536761286842.post-85724569278635086732007-04-26T16:04:00.000-05:002007-04-26T14:30:25.502-05:00Bonus track #3NOTHING BUT TENDERNESS & PLEASURE<br /> <i>“The honeymoon is a relic of marriage by capture...” –Wikipedia</i> <br /><br />Sudden realization. I stopped breathing<br />when we reached prairie. Scary how<br />there’s no real “now” now. Out here,<br />the haystacks are infinity-shaped &<br />full of needles. What I’m looking for<br />might lie buried along the interstate, or<br />never have existed. When I married<br />the sea, it asked “Can I touch your hair?”<br />It was already touching me, everywhere.<br />Intermittent, erratic, but also erotic--<br />I was drenched. & I can’t forget<br />the infinite sky. & I can’t forget why <br />I came here: I’m starting to forget<br />why the phrase “making love” makes me<br />feel so strange, out of phase. Maybe<br />I’ll finish forgetting, one of these days.Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10270808520581466353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3106700536761286842.post-46979122099992612302007-04-26T10:14:00.000-05:002007-04-26T08:52:11.132-05:00When they do the double dutch, that's them dancingPOEM CONTAINING A POEM BY DAVID BRENT<br /><br />I froze your tears, & made a dagger<br />(so I could melt the evidence, make salt)<br />& stabbed it in my cock, forever<br />(so you could see it’s not your fault).<br />It stays there like Excalibur<br />Hotel & Casino, stuck in 1989.<br />Are you my Arthur? Say you are.<br />Or better yet, say you’re my Author.<br />Take this cool dark steeled blade-<br />tipped pen; see its calligraphic line. <br />Steal it, sheathe it in your lake <br />of ink & king me like a checker.<br />I’d drown with you to be together--<br />let’s dive into the deep end, 6’ down.<br />Must you breathe? ‘Cause I need heaven,<br />at least seven minutes. How’s that sound?Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10270808520581466353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3106700536761286842.post-50627120484986187252007-04-25T15:55:00.000-05:002007-04-25T14:59:05.321-05:00Bonus track #2: Backwards Day #3FAMILY REUNION<br /><br />The future is now? You mean <i>now</i> now? <br />I love you, but ouch. A punch in the arm, <br />a swift kick in the pants--I can’t say I like <br />your idea of catching up. My life is still a sore <br />subject, so how about we drop it. Will I ever <br />stop getting carded or start liking it? Why must <br />the desire for a) dessert & b) a higher power <br />be childish or childlike? What keeps me up <br />at night: the fact that aliens <i>do</i> exist, but they <br />don’t care for us as we care for them. Feign <br />surprise? I’m actually surprised. I’ve been<br />getting asked that question about 100x a day.<br />I don’t keep up w/ cinema; even suspended <br />over a canyon, I can’t suspend my disbelief.<br />They said “Don’t look down.” I looked down.<br />Cold water. Bright. Satisfying. I get freaked out <br />when it seems like there are too many horizons,<br />railroad tracks & an approaching vanishing point.<br />This is where our ancestors went to die. Some <br />view. Newsflash: status jockeys don’t ride <br />horses, & anyway, you’re more of an anti-<br />social climber. Trade you my color dreams <br />for your black & white? Your tendency <br />toward abstraction for my fear of heights. <br />The blood pounded in my ears. I just pounded <br />two beers. My tour guide said nobody loves <br />a tourist, not even other tourists--obviously, <br />I had a lot to learn, so I grounded myself. <br />When Mom said she’d feed my pet rock until<br />I got back from summer camp--was that a joke?<br />What did Granny mean when she said I’d be <br />the evil one if I had a twin? If I were a statue, <br />I’d look like me, w/ a heart of stone & a spooky <br />set of eyes. I can get mad. & even sadder.<br />I used to think gray hair smelled like smoke.Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10270808520581466353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3106700536761286842.post-6991689873790454862007-04-25T11:44:00.000-05:002007-04-25T11:23:37.770-05:00There are some things you can't hideFIRST DATE<br /><br />Neither of us is infinite--is that okay?<br />I’ve got hypertension, bad eyesight<br /><br />& a crabwalk but on the brighter side--<br />or maybe it’s annoying?--I’ve got telepathy.<br /> <br />Is your “work name” Bruce? B/c I see <br />like a bat, man--w/ sonar, not sight;<br /><br />I “see” right thru your disguise, esp- <br />ecially your phony lack of sympathy.<br /> <br />If your nose itches, it means you’ll kiss<br />your 1st wife for the 1st time at the site<br /> <br />of the 1st phone call ever misdialed. <br />Every prediction is a call for empathy.Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10270808520581466353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3106700536761286842.post-5393849214781341172007-04-24T19:09:00.000-05:002007-04-24T19:11:43.796-05:00Bonus track #1: Mike Young #2CLEVER COMEBACKS<br /><br />There’s an injured marsupial in front of my tire. <br />Would you be interested in a happy ending?<br /> <br />Technically, it’s still spring.<br />Would you be interested in a happy ending?<br /> <br />Stop honking. I’m trying to think.<br />Would you be interested in a happy ending?<br /><br />I’m not going to court you, on the tennis court or otherwise.<br />Would you be interested in a happy ending?<br /> <br />This room is full of bookish & thoughtful brunettes.<br />Would you be interested in a happy ending?<br /> <br />You’re a good-looking crowd--where are you from? <br />Would you be interested in a happy ending?<br /><br />The letter marked CONFIDENTIAL has your name on it.<br />Would you be interested in a happy ending?<br /><br />As of today, there are no more fish in the sea.<br />Would you be interested in a happy ending?<br /> <br />Do you feel fragile in the morning hours?<br />Would you be interested in a happy ending?<br /> <br />I’m going to unstuff those deer mounts of yours.<br />Would you be interested in a happy ending?<br /> <br />How can you tell it’s a girl?<br />Would you be interested in a happy ending?<br /><br /><i>It’s just a popularity contest</i> is something the unpopular say.<br />Would you be interested in a happy ending?<br /><br />“French fries aplenty” is just the beginning. <br />Would you be interested in a happy ending?Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10270808520581466353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3106700536761286842.post-81608532920988143962007-04-24T12:56:00.000-05:002007-04-24T11:22:54.358-05:00After Mike YoungTHE DESERT OF THE REAL<br /><br />I’m one of the millions who bought the single.<br />It’s out there, you just can’t see it.<br /><br />In the absence of hard news, they tell stories to compel you.<br />It’s out there, you just can’t see it.<br /><br />Those billboards in the Southwest announcing “The Thing!”<br />It’s out there, you just can’t see it.<br /><br />You’re creeping me out & I’m avoiding you.<br />It’s out there, you just can’t see it.<br /><br />On car trips we make up sad little games.<br />It’s out there, you just can’t see it.<br /><br />You will get your humble, jocular comeuppance.<br />It’s out there, you just can’t see it.<br /><br />You will know me by the impossible tracks. <br />It’s out there, you just can’t see it.<br /><br />A lightbulb sits on the kernel of the precipice.<br />It’s out there, you just can’t see it.<br /><br />I brace myself but never hear the crash. <br />It’s out there, you just can’t see it.<br /><br />The sunrise is the bright sherbet orange of despair.<br />It’s out there, you just can’t see it.<br /><br />The dirt here wants to be famous. <br />It’s out there, you just can’t see it.<br /><br />The next town on the map is World of Hurt.<br />It’s out there, you just can’t see it.<br /><br />Remember when you finger-drew a heart on my hand. <br />It’s out there, you just can’t see it.Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10270808520581466353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3106700536761286842.post-52414879065928779082007-04-23T15:11:00.000-05:002007-04-23T14:20:04.303-05:00You shall inherit my windIT’S TIME WE HAD A LITTLE TALK<br /><br />It’s wise to wear your best iron mask while<br />waiting for your better half to ask you to <br />the dance. You can’t hand your doppelganger <br />a bouquet of flowers. There was no Happy <br />Hour at Agincourt, when the French were <br />overwhelmed. My mother used to say you<br />can’t get ice cream w/ your slice of life.<br />Do you too believe everything you hear? Fear, <br />you know, is the coin of the realm. I really <br />do really like you! I remember when you tried <br />to make your royal pain available to me. You<br />failed. Then we wrote the same thing on <br />our blogs, about how Twister used to be known <br />as “sex in a box.” We might be astral twins, <br />Spastic. Your slang has to be hardboiled if <br />you want to be a good journalist. The only law <br />is: the law is elastic. By day, you pose as <br />a flaneur; by night, you’re sitting on the floor, <br />cutting the eyes out of all the photos. Guess <br />what--you won another popularity contest, <br />b/c you’re so full of yourself & so cocksure.<br />Did we both have the same dream? Hand <br />in hand, prancing down pavement encrusted <br />w/ pavé diamonds. I’m not a prince anymore <br />& I’ve finally given up on girls named Chiara <br />wearing tiaras. Magical things happen here, <br />in this wooded land. Whatever I find hidden in my <br />hoodie, I chuck off the balcony. I didn’t savor <br />your report--it had the academic crunch of high- <br />school French. Don’t make fun but: I thought <br />of fish: on the last sheet in the ream: one <br />word: <i>fin</i>. It’s hard being king. Sometimes I <br />get smashed like a finger in the door. Like<br />you wouldn’t believe. All this has been yours<br />since the day you were born & even before.Elisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10270808520581466353noreply@blogger.com