soak up the side streets of Montmartre,
Paris, Pigalle on Boulevard de Clichy
class less art combusts then drips
- street beggars & tourists cant
writer Rubbish pastes lace traceries
ala mode decoupaging decay
his cut-paper layers grace anoint
no longer anonymous walls
stencilist C215’s “simply a cat”
defies sourpusses not to smile—see
heaven art yes art with style
the banality of poverty held at bay
pureed souffléd life wolfed-down
colors synced
spray-cannoned Lothario’s like David Walker
entrance Picasso’s on the brink,
Romani-hearted paint peddlers
of the Republique
- street beggars & tourists cant
Thom Thom’s décollage rip-cuts
the billboard scene titillates the unseen
—culture-lovers—can-canned Lautrec’s
bedded with Che Guevara politics
come tilt with the masse
come play your part
in Montmartre
near Pigalle on Boulevard de Clichy
where wicked pissers defy
cliché
First Published in Clockwise Cat January 2015
four
US
marines
pissing on
the
corpses
of the
“enemy”
which in
the early 80’s
had been
supported by
the CIA &
the ISI---
giving those
most radical
“65,000 tons
of US made
weapons &
ammunitions
by the end of
1987” in the
attempt to stop
the “evil empire”
from polluting
others with their
crrrrrrrrazzzzy
communism---
these four present
day pissers serve as
a metaphor for
america’s treatment
of the world as a
whole.
1.kill them.
2.piss on them.
3.whine & say that
your strong code of
ethics in no way
warranted such
world domination &
oppression.
4. repeat with extreme prejudice.
circular entitlements / circulatory retirement i'm not
kidding (yet) my sweetpreciousdarling pet,
now sit & shut up. wince & shudder / shutters closed
yet peepholed like a __sponge [drip.drip]
snip said the scissors said the pissers & the moaners
rage against the mourning of the sun which dawns
it's cancer inciting rays ; it sighs & she alone
under the drooping tree cries.
it's the last chance to press your luck against the idea
of luck / counteracting fate that bites your neck &
makes you two. miraculous meticulous (come without
a fuss) we can discuss the weatherorsomethingelse
just as mundane. --like the fact that atoms crawl move
solids over their structures make the sane : drip drop :
little. ::: swarms of ..rain.: (lady could you
move aside, this man needs a seat.) god came to me in
a dream,, saying something,, sounded urgent,, told em
_____ no worries man ; [leave your message at the tone]