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Tentacle TangoSmall speck
of soot black swims
through open water.
into my sandbox.
towards your skeletal limbs;
synthetic flippers instead of slithery spurs.
my tentacle slip
around a sliver of your
a fish hook baiting
I sweep you off
your feet as tentacles tangle limbs.
two, three step
below the spotlight-sunless depths.
is where you follow
to the home
of the tentacle tango.
A ThoughtIt is the silence
of sleeping minds.
Low snore of solo
cars. Drum beat
thudding in your chest.
It is the slam
of closing doors
and muffled chatter.
It is muted
by nocturnal cats.
It is a howling dog,
caged in a backyard.
It is the rise
of the world
Round Mother WomenTry not to focus on Cleopatra
the Goddess of beauty, second only to Helen
of Troy who sparked war with the curve
of her booty. Try not to focus on Marilyn
Monroe popping out of a fake cake, erect
as she sings "Happy Birthday, Mr. President".
Try not to focus on Audrey's perfect cheek bones
or Madonna's drive to be erotic, erotic
put your hand's all over my body. Slow
down and focus on the sound of Aretha wail
R-E-S-P-E-C-T find out what it means
to me. Ignore the audacity of Britney, bitch
spread eagle across your TV. Try to focus
on measuring worth in more than 36A, 34B,
38DD or the pink that hides in between
Focus, Focus, Concentratetoo often I'm trapped
in a chair, behind a desk, with my
eight year old version of patience struggling
to sit still, stay focused, stop checking the time
concentrate, stray from distraction, ignore the bass line
of crazed pencils, ensemble of running noses,
drum beat of anxious feet
nothing can keep me in the right
frame of mind and so I entertain
myself by imagining I disrupt the rhythm
of concentration by stomping on desk tops
flailing my arms in a wild cry
saliva dripping from my mouth while tearing
papers and ripping attention
kicking over desks
frantic like the Tasmanian devil starving
for the Bugs Bunny of motivation
Under ConstructionWrite a poem
while the earth shudders under
you. Concentrate on rhythm
with beat, beat, beat
of hammers on nails on
wood on metal on hands
on ideas on purpose on
format on sound.
on dust filled lungs
as the transparency of your growing
poem develops. Elevator lifting,
ideas mounting, collapse
stifled, building shaking. Joints fall
into place, screws shake loose, idea
falls stories below.
BailoutThis work of fan fiction contains characters, ideas, situations, and places found in the Hasbro Studios series "My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic". No infringement of copyright is implied by this work of satire and parody, and this work is meant as a celebration of the people involved in the creation, development, and production of the series.
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