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Internal Migration: On Being On Tour

As an American traveler I have
to remember not to get actionably mad
about the way things are around here.
Tomorrow I’ll be a thousand miles away
from the way it is around here. I will
keep my temper, I will not kill the dog
next door, nor will I kill the next-door wife,
both of whom are crazy and aggressive
and think they live at the center of culture
like everyone else in this college town.
This is because I’m leaving, I’m taking off
by car, by light plane, by jet, by taxicab,
for some place else a thousand miles away,
so I caution myself: control your rage,
even if it causes a slight heart attack.
Stay out of jail tonight before you leave,
and don’t get obstreperous in transit tomorrow
so as to stay out of jail on arrival tomorrow night.
Think: the new handcuffs are sharp inside
and meant to cut the wrists. You’re not too old

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poem by Alan Dugan
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I'M WASTIN MY TIME...by talile ali

HERE I AM IN SUCH A MESS
HAVING EMOTIONS I CAN'T ADDRESS
LOVIN A WOMAN WHO'S SO CONFUSED
RUIN FOR DISASTER, BORN TO LOSE

EVERY DAY DISS HER OLD MAN
TALK BOUT THE LOVIN FROM SOME STRANGER'S HAND
GUESS SHE'S DOING THE BEST THAT SHE CAN
RULIN' IN HELL AGAIN

LOSSIN ALL MY MARBLES, NEED TO GO
NEVER'LL KNOW HER LOVIN, THIS I KNOW
SHE WONT BE THE WOMAN I CAN SHARE
ALL LIFE HAS TO OFFER AND TO SPARE

I'M WASTIN MY TIME ON YOU
I'M BEING A DRESSED UP FOOL
SHE SAY'S SHE LIKES OTHER MEN
AS IF THOSE WORDS DON'T OFFEND

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poem by Talile Ali
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I Was Drunk When I Wrote This

crazy hazing brain cells cocaine dwells within them eating sea shells and children buildin' my skills in instillin' the will to blend caapi vines and P viridis dont be skiddish, i'll keep my wee hidden until i pee friggin demons come out of my weenie hole, so rub my genie globes and be enchanted by my magical inseminating pole or you shall pay the toll your whole life will fold over five hundred times like the ashes in my weed bowl as they warp from the heat, you will warp from your heat as you yowl and leap at the site of my meat, so eat and feast of the sacred fruits, or i'll rape your poop hole and break your tooth, i eat my own semen dreamin' of the demon that sticks its thumb up my anus and creams in my belly button, woe nelly, somethins' clawing the inside of my penis hole, to tell me, muffin...what in the universe keeps people too perverse to use my verses and disperse this accursed worsening state of the spurtin' semen of ignorance in humanitys asshole, all over the vast globe, its trash so i will smoke hash oil and tell you of the toil but wait i just soiled my pants, to a boil my blood has advanced emancepate yourself from plantations of seeds of damnation intellectual castration on that ass placin a vast abrasion on your brain and laceratin' the attainment of gnosis blow dicks hoe bitch no frickin' load of thick creamy cum can close the lips of your over hit boner pit, im about as sober as this: hash hits, expanding the vastness of your elastic ass bitch, grass rips my synapses while i dab my dick in acid a flask of it to be exact, i lick my own buttcrack and stick a funnel in my penis then let bees in it i need clinically attention, i put an active extension cord in my mouth then peed in it

poem by Mayhem's Apprentice
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Palace

In deepest dream towards Rosemonde's palace
My barefoot brain inclined for the evening
Like a naked king the walls are waking
Beaten flesh and fresh-cut roses

You can see my thoughts immersed in roses
Smiling at the concert of the toads
They are in the mood for cypress bedposts
The sun is a broken mirror of the rose

What badly wounded bowman opened
Stigmata of palms on the windowpane
At the white lamb's love-feast I have tasted
Resins that bitter the Cyprian wine

On the jagged lap of the lascivious king
In the May-time of her age and finest frock
Mysterious Madame Rosemonde rolls
Her little round eyes like a Hun

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poem by Guillaume Apollinaire
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What Would Freud Say?

Wasn't on purpose that I drilled
through my finger or the nurse
laughed. She apologized
three times and gave me a shot
of something that was a lusher
apology. The person
who drove me home
said my smile was a smeared
totem that followed
his body that night as it arced
over a cliff in a dream.
He's always flying
in his dreams and lands
on cruise ships or hovers
over Atlanta with an erection.
He put me to bed and the drugs
wore off and I woke
to cannibals at my extremities.
I woke with a sense
of what nails in the palms

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poem by Bob Hicok
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Understand That This Is a Dream

Real as a dream
What shall I do with this great opportunity to fly?
What is the interpretation of this planet, this moon?
if I can dream that I dream / and dream anything dreamable / can I dream
I am awake / and why do that?
When I dream in a dream that I wake / up what
happens when I try to move?
I dream that I move
and the effort moves and moves
till I move / and my arm hurts
Then I wake up / dismayed / I was dreaming / I was waking
when I was dreaming still / just now.
and try to remember next time in dreams
that I am in dreaming.
And dream anything I want when I'm awaken.
When I'm in awakeness what do I desire?
I desire to fulfill my emotional belly.
My whole body my heart in my fingertops thrill with some old fulfillments.
Pages of celestial rhymes burning fire-words
unconsumable but disappear.

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poem by Allen Ginsberg
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The Last Time Again

I don't wanna be an asshole anymore
Sick and tired of all the promises that I make to you
And I break to you
And I know you think you've heard it all before
Something tells me that you think I'm stupid when I say to you
That what I say is true
Too much lyin'

song performed by Lit from Atomic
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Introduce Yourself

From the day I was born, I took the bull by the horns, and gave you
Plenty to scorn, well right on! then you said in a song that life was
Gettin real tough, but hey I think that youre bluffing, what of it?
Introduce yourself (right on!)
Now two decades gone by and I know thats a long time, para tiempo means
Nada nunca. cause Im still the same asshole and I still wet my pants
Every time that I see your face (who are you? )
Introduce yourself (right on!)
Hey mr. biggs, hey mr. bestall, hey mr. warner whats up?
Hey mr. enigma, hey mr. bigtime, hey mr. epic, whats going on?
Introduce yourself (right on!)

song performed by Faith No More
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Super Sadist

Super angry
Super hated
Super evil
Super serrated
Super guitar
Super faded
Never sad sad sad

Super hated
Super sarcastic
Super sedated
The super sadist

Keeps his hands in his mouth
That's gold plated
Hates himself more and more
Cause he's made it
Super evil
Super jaded
Never sad sad sad

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song performed by Jack Off Jill from Sexless Demons And Scars
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Everything Zen

there must be something we can eat
maybe find another lover
should I fly to Los Angeles
find my asshole brother

minnie mouse has grown up a cow
dave's on sale again
we kissy kiss in the rear view
we're so bored
you're to blame

try to see it once my way
everything zen
everything zen
I don't think so

raindogs howl for the century
a million dollars a steak
as you search for your demi-god
and you fake with a saint

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song performed by Bush from Sixteen Stone
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