Love this, Joe. Especially...
The heel of my foot is pistachio-green;
the ache in my gut is bird song;
a cored pink lady;
There I am, wang-eyed in the soup spoon,
pencil-sharp up the crane-arm faucet,
Wow.
I'm not sure that the title's as good as the poem, but when the poem's that good, I don't know that I actually care...
L

poetjude | June 5, 2006 - 15:12
What's wang-eyed ?
Whatever it is it sounds good!
The cyst simile may well put me off rasperries for life. I suppose it could have been worse - blackberry verruccas. anything to do with diseased flesh or skin, especially in the foot area makes me feel ill.
Great poem though and here is a link
http://www.abctales.com/story/spack/sorry-i-make-you-lush
lib | June 5, 2006 - 15:23
Thanks for the link, Jude, I knew I'd forgotten something...
rokkitnite | June 5, 2006 - 16:18
Wang-eye is when you're all bloodshot from too much spliff, je pense. Did enjoy many of the weirdly collocated images in this poem - reckon it's worth a bit of a reshuffle for coherence. And I agree avec Lib - title could work harder.
Brooklands | June 5, 2006 - 17:53
Thanks for the flag. The title's from a great song by Luke Vibert. The song's great; the title's not.
This might be worth a reshuffle at some point; I reckon there are a few lines worth keeping.
Cheers,
Joe
pizzas.ready | June 5, 2006 - 17:58
This is brilliant, as ever. So stuffed full of originality and quirky imagery.
One thing - do I not know what loofers are, or do you mean loofahs?
The title to me looks as though you meant to type 'sorry I made you blush', but then I dont know the song.
Top stuff.
Brooklands | June 6, 2006 - 07:47
Oops, you're right, thanks Pizza. It's supposed to be Loofahs. I've always thought that loofah is a really weird looking word.
Cheers,
Joe
Juliet OC | June 6, 2006 - 14:01
i agree this is full of original imagery and i particularly liked the ''fuck-off mirror'' - that's how i feel when i look in a mirror, but what does it all mean? Is it about a hangover? why loofahs and holograms.
its lack of coherence keeps me at a distance, am i missing the meaning?
Juliet