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November 01, 2006

Same Mesa Boogie Woogie

Garrett Caples

The usual: arrows arose on the stem of our rose and we arranged them in teams or themes or rows of sorrow. A danger in terms of a stranger meat, like salmon: pink; has eggs, intricate bones. We tried to paint flu but the results were too painful. Tore them up but knew them by rote, like a tone stretched over a telephone. I’m not speaking in terms of the rotary dial; more how to keep a lid on the knot in your throat.

Sower of thorns, show me your secret north, how short it is on painted screens. Crease this dented crown. Cover me with sores and snow. Let numbness come all over me, and tell me to snub men’s company. The result is a store of luster.
 
 
 
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"Same Mesa Boogie Woogie" appeared in that great magazine Zyzzyva and can also be found in The Garrett Caples Reader (Black Square Editions, 1999). Last but not least, it is track 15 on Surrealism's Bad Rap. Obviously it's getting around. 
 

Posted by Rock Heals at November 1, 2006 07:00 AM