Teri Louise Kelly-

PINK BITS

Put your pink bits away

they’re of no use here

spunky inked cowgirl

sucking the microphone tonight;

use an inanimate object of desire

a cocktail cherry

sway perilously

in a specimen jar

this is what you want;

taste your own incubation

build a hot house

sweat it out

bleed your poison away . . .

return to me as music

on the zephyrs

of nihilism.

Disjointed Birdlife In 101

Got nightingales to see me thru

the blues blacks & reds to blues again

back to insanity

where everything is just dandy Andy

like the underground, down in

but no more phallic rock jock

don’t need sedation, or accreditation;

i need recreational

insinuation on a 3-4 beat

to Leonard

kool for cats – stray

yes, the Chelsea hotel was all about head;

giving & taking it like distressed French liberty

but there’s no more room in 100 or 101

the pigs rule now

walk n talk just like us/

so i stand amazed wearing a strap on plastic vagina

though still unfazed by the 3 phase

all things are juxtaposed justice

as popular culture moulds on the agar plate

i hang in colloidal tetanus

stagnant in a nutrient broth

as Marie decays;

n hairy Mary dances on coals outside hell’s hallowed gates

the freaks enact the siege to mask the lies

on Pictionary nights

& at city lights;

so adieu to the east & the beast –

i’m going

where the buffalo roam

& the boys march a quickstep.

SYMPHONY FOR THE DESECRATED

Dawn is the oligarch of all she surveys

dusk the portal to excess -

reversed exposure to unnatural

elements solder vanity.

The sun pisses radiation therapy

arteries throb in sync

oaths ride shotgun on empty carriages to chastity.

Eyes that never blink

witness hollow side effects.

The priest slides from grace

into a pewter of diabolic duty;

the whore meets the undertaker on equal terms.

In the abyss of sin absolution beckons beguilingly

light warps translucent succulents

sodden with moonlight & divine temptations

resistance fades as temperature cools

One night in shackles fades into myth.