Furry friends, a flamingo forest and a frosty treat
Begging for dough, zapping depression and musical condoms
Chained to the radiator? For our own good, dear reader!
Coveted, French and now in the super malls in your town
Find a life filled to the brim with still more to add
Dice-K on the gyroball, Dow averaged and more and more…
Goofball ‘Office’ salesman living a city dream, not me!
But a date with destiny on the 7th of July (oh, it’s just a date)
Hitting the road for some hot-man-on-bike action, you bet.
Meanwhile, Wallace and Gromit spearhead citizens’ project
And felons are allowed to work at school for the deaf and blind.
The setting is a gay bathhouse in the mid-1970s, you knew.
Is that an actress wearing her uterus on the sleeve? Is that you?
Begging for dough, zapping depression and musical condoms
Chained to the radiator? For our own good, dear reader!
Coveted, French and now in the super malls in your town
Find a life filled to the brim with still more to add
Dice-K on the gyroball, Dow averaged and more and more…
Goofball ‘Office’ salesman living a city dream, not me!
But a date with destiny on the 7th of July (oh, it’s just a date)
Hitting the road for some hot-man-on-bike action, you bet.
Meanwhile, Wallace and Gromit spearhead citizens’ project
And felons are allowed to work at school for the deaf and blind.
The setting is a gay bathhouse in the mid-1970s, you knew.
Is that an actress wearing her uterus on the sleeve? Is that you?
It’s a novena spending time with sound bytes inside heads.
(Originally published in Maintenant 3 Dada poetry journal from Three Rooms Press. Image from the Internet)
5 comments:
Well this is a very different kind of poetry for me .. I guess I need to reread it some more times to get the meaning ... I loved the picture ...
thanks for reading... Dada poetry is interesting, often a toss at something! Here, it is our "news"-fed lives...
look at the Tea poem and this... how did this come about? r u real here?
Thought about dada poetry... is it when thoughts break down. back later.
Ms. Nabina, I think novena is an inspired choice for a word, goes on to show that vocabulary certainly adds a dimension to the writing of a good poem. I do feel that there could be a better word, maybe the look-out for that better word is nigh possible for me...or anyone except you. I have a feeling that you also feel the same way that the word novena is a "best-fit".
I did not much understand the meaning of the first stanza but have interpreted it as a past that has translated to being a novena which have married into "the sound-bytes that exist inside heads".
Well, am I close?
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