new poetry challenge

by justalil

Posted to Action Poetry on 2002-09-24 09:32:00

follow-up visit to myself yesterday:
“Would like to make a sitar of this muffled mannequin”
and sat it upon a piano stool facing the wall,
hoping for the best outbursts but screaming cotton
and sand for the world’s ears pointed in the
opposite direction.
Nourishment from this chrome gravy on my space biscuit
catapulted hope and fear into the laundry chutes of the clothing of silence from anonymous listeners..
Placing a doll-head on my statue of happiness misrepresents
personal conjure of frequent flyer miles to a land of escape to personal happiness.
Frequenting the zoo of smiling pointalism never labeled
a personal connection nor an identity,
but this sitar mannequin plays to a deaf congregation
of pity and loathing
and I should absolve the blame with my heart
yet it is already full and moaning.