MMDRTfIPB: 1st 20 or so – roughing & drafting

April 23, 2014 § Leave a comment

  1. Indistinct Radio Chatter
  2. The Love Asylum
  3. Let Me Help You With That
  4. Hard Reboot: New & Selected Poems
  5. Red Shift Overtime
  6. The Auberjonis Fallacy
  7. Lovelocked
  8. The Stars Are Teeth
  9. Strong Imbalances
  10. Putting Words Back in the Mouths of Babes
  11. Latchkey Émigré
  12. Bury Me With My Money
  13. December Sparrow’s Return
  14. Hysteresis: Collected Poems
  15. Airlifting Texas: An Epithalamion
  16. All, Overlapping
  17. Shallowed Ground
  18. Meat Department Line One
  19. Scope Presents
  20. Phantom Crib Syndrome
  21. Have You Ever Seen Me in the Same Room with You?
  22. Sudden Outburst Radio
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2500 Real Titles for Imaginary Poetry Books (the first 20 or so)

April 21, 2014 § Leave a comment

2500 Real Titles for Imaginary Poetry Books (the first 20 or so)

for Kathleen Ossip and John Gallaher

 

  1. Indistinct Radio Chatter
  2. The Love Asylum
  3. Let Me Help You With That
  4. Hard Reboot: New & Selected Poems
  5. Red Shift Overtime
  6. The Auberjonis Fallacy
  7. Lovelocked
  8. The Stars Are Teeth
  9. Strong Imbalances
  10. Putting Words Back in the Mouths of Babes
  11. Latchkey Émigré
  12. Bury Me With My Money
  13. December Sparrow’s Return
  14. Hysteresis: Collected Poems
  15. Airlifting Texas: An Epithalamion
  16. All, Overlapping
  17. Shallowed Ground
  18. Meat Department Line One
  19. Scope Presents
  20. Phantom Crib Syndrome
  21. Have You Ever Seen Me in the Same Room with You?

©2014 Dan Coffey

NPWM Day 7: Sonnet for Paypal

April 7, 2014 § Leave a comment

Sonnet for Paypal

I stumbled on to grace and speed, when you left

your devotion to bloom in the mud. Your doubt has

since become an impasse. Secret ape experiments

might be breaking us in two; unflattering portraits of

each other in mirrors turned to face boards where

windows once… what? what does a window *do*?

 

Besides make us all wallet sized. The hill-ette has

become the home of Mole, Jr., and the hangman’s

on the lookout for a mountain. These are our word

salad days, with the dressing served on the side.

 

John, I… John! Stop painting photorealistic portraits

of Ren & Stimpy cartoons. Let’s get back to writing

the Twin Peaks pilot. You be Frost this time;

I’ll be Lynch.

 

 

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