poem: drippings ask
tamale kingshighland queens
daylight jack of all the pumice trades
china girls in they big dog
terrapin teenage dreams
up & down the 29
bird-dogging the rest
the recompense:
in leisure
a treasure
in gathering troves, tyrone
derelict twilight
troglodyte samsonite
the nested way to gainsay
the nylon drippings
ask & ye
shall she & he
& all will be
immeasured.
Labels: pow
posted by murat11 at 6:17 PM
11 Comments:
well first - that video! I will never think of Barbie the same....in fact I will never think of that song the same again. Oh. my.
awesome background music for this road trip of a wordfest. I have confess, I was watching tv and reading at the same time and I clicked over and first glance I read Chinese instead of cantina and I thought it was a Mexican/Chinese restaurant which for some strange reason is also sort of appropriate.
digging the rhyming and he and she and all and the big dog terrapin teenage dreams.
Dee: Awesome song, is it not? I like the China misread, certainly fits. My traveling sophomore girls (three days of on the road with all our sophomores: "outdoor" "education") introduced me to Katy Perry's "Teenage Dreams", hence the reference. Thought about importing the vid, until I saw it: radioactive, compared to Barbie and ?.
I kind of got stuck in the troglodyte samsonite. That and nylon drippings under a picture of Taco King... All I can think of is fossilized, congealing grease. Vivid word pictures, bro, although after reading your and Dee's comments, maybe I'm misreading the ink blots. Perhaps I need a shot of the pink stuff (as in Pepto Bismol) before I can see straight.
Teresa: Fossilized indeed. I don't think those are ink blots you're reading: more likely grease stains.
And it's Tamale King, not Taco King. All I can say is grease got in my eyes... Does Tex-Mex cuisine worship fish tacos the way California's Baja cuisine does?
T: No problema: I was on a breakfast taco run when I drove by the Tamale Rey. I can't say that Tex-Mex worships fish tacos as much as it should, but Ms Tina certainly does. Best ones, so far around here, are at Z-Tejas in Austin. The locals in Tres Leches still haven't quite perfected the touch.
Got introduced to pulled pork tacos recently...a bite of heaven!
A road trip with sophomores. You are a brave man lol
Enjoyed the tumble, the twists and turns and torques. Landed on my feet, feeling pretty good. Loved this video clip -- ?, by the way, is rumored to be from the town where I was born.
Dee: That would work - the pulled pork tacos, that is.
Call me an idiot, but I actually like the "outdoor education" class trips. We follow our advisories, so next year my folks will be juniors.
Anno: Flint? That's what the 'pedia has to say.
Back in Austin in the late 70s / early 80s, there was a reggae band known as The Lotions; they'd rip through stone cold 30 minute versions of 96 Tears. They've now morphed into The Mau Mau Chaplains. I have yet to see the new incarnation; I need to.
Love that ? and the Mysterians.
And the poem feels like a vessel of water being poured into another vessel being poured into another...each drop affecting the rest. Nice, Paschal.
Post a Comment
<< Home