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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required for The Beloved, a night at Nedjima Bar (Ankara, Turkey) … hypnosis shattered by atomic jiggling, salivation of song on your brow, channeled chaos of body, spastic sound, tantrum of dark delight, unbuttoned vibrations and stuttering thunder of slap-happy bass thumping the roots of “sweet home chicago”, you and I beard-to-beard, the pomegranate purple of your breath singeing my whiskers with notes insanely bent in the blush of your voodoo blood and throbbing with “go, johnny, go”, johnny be bad in prickly heat needling a conflagration consuming my pores, revival of beat-howling preacher on knees of confession in harmonica valley, drumsticks masturbating the crazy, crazed hymen of rhythm ravishing sin and redemption in our eyes testing the high-wire between us, fluttering, fanning the flame, tongue-flailing the invocation: “Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, do you have your dancing shoes, are you ready for some blues flames, some rock ‘n roll rantin’, Do you like dogs? You see, the boys in the band are going to let the dogs out, all the dogs, all the way out and it’s going to get scorching hot in here because hallelujah, amen and great balls of fire!” here is your raving medicine-man screaming joy through the microphone, alley-catwallering yowl uprooting our chakras along the silken storm of strings strutting, spitting, rattling snake-eyes of resonance along “route sixty-six” curving around our shoulders in the “t-bone shuffle” of your right shoe, my left one, black, red, “blue suede shoes” and “well, it’s one for the money, two for the show” neural earthquake, volcanic sermon shakin’, blessin’ and cursin’ down on “mustang sally” “uh-huh, uh-huh guess you better slow your Mustang down ’cause you been runnin’ all over town” lawd, “guess I have to put your flat feet on the groun’,” uh-huh, uh-huh “mustang sally” docidoing with “caledonia” mocking yo’ momma, teasing yo’ daddy and tell ‘em I’m comin’ ’cause your name’s caledonia dripping with “sweet alabama”, sulphuric scripture, reprobate weeping sugar, third eye of beer and limbo games under my scarf shouting, laughing, you at one end, me tracing the vale of “sad, so, sad” ’cause “I got a woman way over town” got a, got a woman way over, way over town, (continued in Part 2)
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