Wednesday, May 9, 2012

A porn star (that, of course, only jesus can like)


(for Shelley Lubben)


By girl is meant the cute one on the curb,
  and a girl  resolved into a dew:      
  with ketchup for blood, who
  tries dying to walk, a tawny

 almond-   eyed

   star maxing out in mid-teen,
   and 'a talking of sweet fields
   instead of Him-- she who left
   thru the front door

According to received text (of Kinsey's, say)
  and as it's prescribed, a waspy eye
  is prelude to wing to joy:  a mostly
  forested night to start in

  because from the start she's already
   a pure joy

Rains on the host body (to the exclusion
  of achy homes since dad was never
  ever there) are proof needing none:
  as are red ringlets worn over ears,

  lip gloss, deepening, & hips and walk
  (however sunk into the gunk of love)

She's a slew of powdery moths,
  who've adored one eye each--
  pillows turned into cheeks,
  a girl resolved into a dew
 

Ah, there's a waspy sylva of them, & they'll
  go thru the front door




6 comments:

Anonymous said...

resolved into "adieu"?

I mean, that too? Oh I hope so.

I wish you'd record this, and your other poems. They such a feast for the ear. I don't know of any music quite like it....

Conrad DiDiodato said...

Thanks, Joseph

I love the "adieu" substitution: marvelously in keeping with the slightly irreverent pro-gnostic view of jesus I have (And of course Hamlet helped a little, eh?)

Poem inspired, and written shortly after, a religious documentary I saw on the Kinsey sexual experiments in 50s. Any music I hear--and I record what I hear out there-- comes this time from the marvelously distorted filter of the "evangelical" worldview.

And (oh! I almost forgot) one of the reformed "sex-addicts" interviewed was a former porn star who, to get her parent's attention, used to pretend she was lying dead on sidewalk in front of her house, ketchup for blood and all.

I can't make this stuff up but I sure love to make poems out of them. So now you know where my cracked rhythms come from

"Adieu", Joseph

Ed Baker said...

AHHHHHH

just another
cute girl on the curb
w her tawny
:resolved into just an other
adieu

the soundings here .... neat...

and
as for leaving through the front door

well

she left through the bath-room windows
June 14, 1963 the Beatles "did" it... too.

Conrad DiDiodato said...

Right on, Ed...

that Beatle song must have been echoing in my head when I wrote that line

Ed Baker said...

well that "girl" "came in" throughout the window....

your "girl" went out the door

and dig this

JOE COCKER (my all time favorite) wrote the song NOT the Beatles... I guess they stole it from him or vice-uh-verse-uh?

http://www.elyrics.net/read/j/joe-cocker-lyrics/she-came-in-through-the-bathroom-window-lyrics.html

Conrad DiDiodato said...

A double 'right on' for Joe Cocker!