Monday, September 22, 2008

Über poetry, gay poetry

By Eileen Myles.

Eileen Myles - Dear Andrea
Found at bee mp3 search engine


Loose transcript:

Dear Andrea / I'm not trying to turn you on, Eileen / I'm stretching / What time is it? / Twenty-three before six / Dear God / should we feed them? / Oh yeah / I'm gonna take a shower / so let's do it now / Are you done? / How about I take a shower first? / Okay / I'd like you to read me the poem when I'm done / What's that Rose? / Myyrh, eerrh, nyyrh, nyyyrh

Dear Andrea / I love you too / Don't fuck up my hair / I can't believe you almost fisted me to today / That was great / I see a little duck's head / Just seperate under the sand / Are you really gonna read that? / I mean, seriously, honey / And the ocean wooshes in / Your jabby girlfriend / ka-tuum, poof, kaplash /and rolling your pants high / and the sea hits the rocks / and the seagulls hop / Man, am I in love

Dear Andrea / I've been alone all day / Spare me the postmodern experimental poet bullshit / Honey, think hard / about moments of love you've experienced with me / I want that love / Are we in a relationship or not? / Eileen, are you paying attention? / Fifty dollars, first ticket / Fifty dollars, first catcase / Diesel, diesel

Dear Andrea / You are the candy melting in my mouth / Is that a euphemism? / For what? / Witnessing your love / That's pretty good / Oh, I thought you said / hear the candy melting in my mouth / All the people like me / are thanking all the people like you / Can we call it a birdhouse? / I wouldn't take that away from you / You're like an orangutan / You're like a little brother I just allowed in the bed / Did you have coffee with your dinner? / No, I'm excited / We bought a birdhouse today / We didn't get it yet / No, but we should call it that / I am sweet

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