the burlesque poetess(s)

poem-a-day week15 recapping the “retrosexual”

August 9-15, 2010 week15: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
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i’ve decided like that no-good army of TOys band i’m in (who defines its genre as steam crunk) i’d like the tiny instruments to be categorized as “retrosexual.” all of last-last week was spent gearing up for the tiny instruments’s premiere (pix/poem for that!) and palling about with The Slomski Brothers on the new england leg of their epic world tour. thus, the poem-a-days reflect that. not a bad week, eh? all art and delicious vaudevillian-ry.

104. August 14, 2010 (sat. - Boudoir Noir, Club Passim)

Listen to Madam
Match-make celibate carnies
Shut the wardrobe door

Don’t flash your netting
It’s not presidential red
Lips that will catch fish

Teacup-shaped escapes
Sidestage— no one cares ‘bout tush
A lighter, a light

Alleyway, butts’ flight
Scraped together etiquette
Rubbish bins, torn words

Chocolate shout outs
A bourgie to-go box, please
Save tupperware sin

Table of foxes
Crumbling five hours of butter
Into martini’d mouths

Glitter sticks to pillow slips
Now, purse your lips

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the rest of the poems li(v)e below!

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99. August 9, 2010 (mon, writ w. showhangover!)

“How long has this been
going on?” When i find cat
Trapped in the bathroom

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Blue money, zipped cheque
City knows it’s time to pry
Loose change, orange grey

Summons for chord change
Printing old daydreams, pennies
For tiny ballads

That video game’s
Helicopter assault fray
Won’t treat you right, Meff

Retreat to Lou Reed
Rehearse mutiny, selfish
Grenade banter’s gash

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“A drive-in movie!”
Announced to no one beside
Me in the car— Oh

White derby, lady
-bug in spiked dollar collar
Class acts cleaning up

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100. August 10, 2010 (tues)

Moonage trainwreck

Gathering honey
Editing kindling, verse for
Passenger magpie

A paper flame, twigs
Folks and freaks can warm their hands
Over antler’d type

Cartoons, disguises
Cancelled communion, chants (E
Pluribus art wanks!)

Five hours of shirtless
Man— not my beau i explain
To a neighbour’s eye

Negative space used
To depict nipple, earth tones
“Artists just edit!”

i correct thunder
-clouds in pinks, grey and over
Hear altercations

(A bumper car world)

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101. August 11, 2010 (wed)

Let me escape silk
Lining, secret inner trench
Coat pocket baubles

Transform dapper tie
And wire marionette moves
Into a review

Not for want of red
Light on our mouths, green green
Absinthe hand detached

Emergency moustache flight
Lucky translucent invite
More shows, Boston wine
Stay and learn one more song, eh?

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102. August 12, 2010 (thurs. tiny instruments’ premiere!)

On the microphone
Svelte muppet kvetching
Sopranino blood

Guest accordion
We share piano bench heat
In fedora and lipstick

Pickup on ‘lectric
Uke, hard hat, banjolele
Trunk Slomski watches

Gilt garter knots uncurl
On the excavated stage
(Boarded up before)

C minor blood type
Chorus when SEX lamp is on
Pocket squares flutter

“The heroin note!”
Means unzip with the absinthe
Shared stageside hat tips

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103. August 13, 2010 (fri.)

Midnight after Nick’s
Fist-shaking Shelbyvillians
Rain back to water

-town, dueling tinies
To the Crag’s orbital pull
Captured by latches

Rye— rye makes me sleep
Curled, clutching dumbly ‘round phone
Lushing sometimes suits

My dreams of Venice
The fake one in Las Vegas
Sometimes suits rye me

i dreamt the show had simply gone on
Long into the night, crashing TV sets
Theatrical doors
With non-functioning locks

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104. above-the-cut!

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105. August 15, 2010 (sun.)

Bad carpool mum dead
Asleep, Cindersoot with glass
Splinters in her heels

Bite marks from beer caps
The bottle depot princess
Makes sticky lunch change
Red crowns in her palms

Let’s hijack leatherette booth
Unravel couch surfing zen
Diners make late night debauch

Hope rouges sternum
Herringboner to button
Fly this respectably

Impassioned farewell sober
Up hard boiled commuters
ID’d by salty quips

Sleep through the honest
Hour of the mornings