Parasite
Parasite
The singer
The poet
The verbal angry screamer
Throbbed his way
Into the angry red eye
Opened to unveil him to thousands.
His white cotton skin
Already soaked with sweat
And the unknown
Gaped open throat
Showing snarling pubic-like chest hair
Lightly peppering
Soap untouched, sun unseen
Skin—skin that caged him in.
The instruments of his melodrama echoed
Tuning with tension
The tension of strained séance,
Bursting bras, and the eerie catcalls
To an otherworldly
Purely single-minded
Single-lit messiah.
He shook his head
And its unbathed mane
Concealing eyes gone insane
And with a simple profane
Pelvic thrust
The beat it began.
The dead man came alive
Fury fire futile weaklimbed
And body shaking epileptic
His head torn back tendons tightened
Mouth agape an infinite “o”
And he howled
An electronically amplified mumbled moan
To which he ground his body
Tight against the steel rod that was his mistress.
The audience moved in upon him
Hyenas on a collapsed lion.
He was choking through freshly drunken tequila
(He freshly drunk)
Everything moved around him
Round n round, round about
Our man suffocating
In-out, in-out
And everything was heavy
Everything was at its peak,
And then the lights went out.
Shawn Connor of San Francisco, CA.
3-31-99
The singer
The poet
The verbal angry screamer
Throbbed his way
Into the angry red eye
Opened to unveil him to thousands.
His white cotton skin
Already soaked with sweat
And the unknown
Gaped open throat
Showing snarling pubic-like chest hair
Lightly peppering
Soap untouched, sun unseen
Skin—skin that caged him in.
The instruments of his melodrama echoed
Tuning with tension
The tension of strained séance,
Bursting bras, and the eerie catcalls
To an otherworldly
Purely single-minded
Single-lit messiah.
He shook his head
And its unbathed mane
Concealing eyes gone insane
And with a simple profane
Pelvic thrust
The beat it began.
The dead man came alive
Fury fire futile weaklimbed
And body shaking epileptic
His head torn back tendons tightened
Mouth agape an infinite “o”
And he howled
An electronically amplified mumbled moan
To which he ground his body
Tight against the steel rod that was his mistress.
The audience moved in upon him
Hyenas on a collapsed lion.
He was choking through freshly drunken tequila
(He freshly drunk)
Everything moved around him
Round n round, round about
Our man suffocating
In-out, in-out
And everything was heavy
Everything was at its peak,
And then the lights went out.
Shawn Connor of San Francisco, CA.
3-31-99
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