the burlesque poetess(s)

poem-a-day week16 “clothing style worn by members of the Goth subculture”

August 16-22, 2010 week16: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
http://locksmithy.livejournal.com/tag/poem-a-day
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106. August 16, 2010 (mon., TOys photoshoot!)

Afternoon freak trickle down
Driveway puddles red

Teacups’ black teeth leer
Horse haunches ~ knock off ink drops
The quite mad supper

Quaint late apostles
Bunnies in the opium
Inhaling darjeeling

The last tea party’s
Tentacles offer sugar
Cubes, lacey table

Cloth clocks, filigrees
On Elvis Jesus’ hem
Spied through rabbit ears

Lit views over red
Cleavage, Our Holy Mother’s
Furry painted brow

What’s a few bacchanal grapes
Between friends, so steam-roped

Behind the scenes by David Aquilina :)

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

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107. August 17, 2010 (tues.)

“Sleepaway camp strip
Mall!” Podification meal
Bourgie Japanese

Udon soup, Philly
(Jew sushi)’s called “A Wild Night
Roll?” a good romp on

Feathered fancies bed
Bath and dancing soft beyond
Foxhound ‘round the nest

(Chase you ‘round the bed)

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108. August 18, 2010 (wed.)

(Telecommuters’ teahouse)

Let me field queries
About felt-edged fedoras
Lacquered eyelids wait

Ladies who late lunch
In lilacs, fingerless gloves
Launch dot coms, portraits’

Taxidermied stares
Greet my palette knife, chirping
Night bugs accepting
Friend requests on the back deck

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109. August 19, 2010 (thurs.)

Crafternoon invite
Library’s study tables
Steady hand with safety scissors

Perhaps a “perzine”
To pass around like jug wine
We’re all collages

Here colleagues can bind
Their Prismacolor scholarship
With floss or staples

Rose knots or slight silver clues
Hold our journal scraps’ overflow
A slightly trembling bottle
Well-shaken champagne

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110. August 20, 2010 (fri., to homeport DC)

Street cleaner revving
Bull at the top of the block
Ten to eight— rushing

Threadbare army-wear
Dry-cleaner bagged, olive pressed
Black jeans’ embroidered

James Dean turned up cuffs
Vulnerable barefoot strut
Slip at the airport

Torn lace, holding breath
Ritual while boarding plane
Forgotten, hood up

Crashing cloud cover
Slept through in widow’s weeds
A flight unrecalled—
The very best kind

Convinced one dreams most
Deeply, slips through some cosmic
Crochet (crotch) after take-off

Always startled to land
Sure i’d dreamt my real life
Scared to find myself
Seatbelt’d and so small

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111. August 21, 2010 (sat. in DC)

Home to flashback quick
Costume changes between grades
Rainbow set changes
Tear down prom-stolen palm trees

Techno-family astounds
Emailing mom my ETA
From litmag reading, NW

Washington’s streets wide
As two Boston one-ways
Garmin harshes my mellow

Caucasian guilt fuels
U-turns on drive home
(Fucking frivilous sonneteer)

Sneak McD’s into smoothie-ville
Hide with Buffy on Logo
Then sort, donate sweaters

Already immortalized in verse
T-shirts from traumatic camp
Drop-offs, bad date shoes

Kicked at last into hefty
Loads of “let go!” Family
Fabric archivist

Ruthless tartan tie triage
Ensues, but i ziploc in
The smell of her home

When i come across
Gifted monograph handkerchiefs
i can’t pause right now
To moisten her initials

nostalgia/LJ picture from july04, proof i’ve been living in this “summer goth trench/security blanket” of german army jacket ever since i inherited it from jesserker. (compare to june 2010!) hilariously i unearthed 2 more army coats while cleaning. redundant fashion be my game.

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112. August 22, 2010 (sun. in DC)

Mall’s matte/glossy head
Shot costumes, sepia pout
Twenty-three year olds

Running mall kiosk
Coffee alterna-outpost
Hit on me en masse

Did i grow my dread
-lock myself? i can’t be so
Much older! And thank God i am

Hazelnut, iced, please
Allergic lover’s nowhere to be found
In our 8x10 bunny safari

Ritz Pix performance
Resume old dress-up decisions
Veils, garters, Minnie

Mouse gloves hum Minnie
The Moocher, mum cleans ancient
Cat puke, violin case

Crushed under army
Jacket parade, The Cure pocket
Oh, all this talk of fiddles—

Shopping in miniature
Childhood dumb show

http://bit.ly/tinyFB & @tinyrevue Meff ‘n’ jojo’s Tiny Instrument Revue will be pre-show “period” performative busking ruffians at the A.R.T.’s run of Cabaret, starring Amanda Palmer as the emcee. we are very excited. we’ll even be there opening night! (8/31, tues.! and 9/2 thurs. of next week) and the rest of our sched. we’ll let you know as it’s confirmed…we’re very s’excited. (clearly the mall-printed headshot was our entrez!)

*this is in addit’ to seeing The Army of Broken TOys play “Amanda Fucking Palmer’s Late Night Fucking Cabaret” after Cabaret on 10/12! » buy tix, babies!