the burlesque poetess(s)

poem-a-day week14 “Ziegfeld’s midnight jinks”

August 2-8, 2010 week14: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
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97. August 7, 2010 (sat.)

Carjacking nightmare
For me, recurring bridges
For you no teeth lost

Nosing Inuits
Frisky dolphins on black sheets
Smoke rings stick around

Ukulele Ike’s
High note on Storrow detour
Next car’s doing blow

The Hills seems sincere
After seeing yah-dudes mock
Platform wedges’ tush

Daguerreotype zines
Stitches from fairy stories
Ruthless ivy rope

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

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92. August 2, 2010 (mon.)

T.S. Eliot
Balanced the books en verbal
Pointe— O, jobbing sludge
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Toychest studio
Complete with new blank carpet
For two bass players

Impure thoughts are played
Shiny buttons, meat heathen
Gathering of bells

Pure morning robot
Modulations, static lust
Wee bluegrass practice

(Practice makes sexy)

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93. August 3, 2010 (tues.)

Crayola fire fight
PO gift boxes’ beauty
Winging envelopes

Edrie’s tomatoes
Just as luscious the next day
Ogling Dita tease

Bathing in Cointreau
Tidy cloths, naughty hankies
Post-coitus stitches

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94. August 4, 2010 (wed.)

Meff Deluxe practice
Bowie-ku, breakfast sandwich
We’re such F-in’ Jews

i ordered salmon
Her earl gray was decaf, man
We are really Jews

Blessed coffee rings
Bohemia waterstains
i like my “mornings”

Notebooks— it’s tea time
Back porch smokes for hippy break
(i tune for trollops)

Orchestra Morphine:
Dana Colley’s bass sax stand
Watches silver sheen

Sexy sixty-six
Lyrics alternate between
Pepper (meaningful)

And back door, bottom buzzer
Torrid songs— the key of sweat
Double show lounge liz

-ards. Dogfish pêche ale.

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95. August 5, 2010 (art-workaholic-somniac thurs.)

Reading glasses, paints
Worry in a windsor knot
Far sighted oil base

Turpentine face time
Back deck banishment, linseed
Timecard, no kisses

Darling, the sparkler
Dwindles in humidity
Take me dancing, please

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96. August 6, 2010 (fri.)

Improvised singing
Febreze spray strips cuticles
Sordid laundress

A style called “effin”
Practiced by most romantics
Busy, blow a kiss

The novelty song
Soft-boiled actors sashay to
Splinter in spotlight

Our orig’ intro.
Writ with very dirty hair
Ziegfeld’s midnight jinks

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98. August 8, 2010 (sun.)

“Do you do street art?”
Scrap wood easel collapses
Perfect for my deck

“I’ve seen ‘Lazar’ tagged”
Alone over Medford sky
Phthalo blue tears me

Vegan app’ for one
Small bites, unicorn voodoo
Voyeur studio

The backsides of home(s)
Bulldogs bark on balconies
Paint slices muscle

Heroic light, a scalpel