Category Archives: “1980”

A sequence of poems I wrote each day of 1980, in the giddy blush of youth

JANUARY 21, 1980 (“Scraps on the Cutting Room Floor”)

. “Let’s see with our hearts these things our eyes have seen!” . Release me from this still-life! Fix the machine. Entangled in its rusted cogs, all movement has stopped. All sound is silenced. I am one frame from a … Continue reading

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JANUARY 20, 1980 (“Full”)

. Damn I’m angry. I’ve got to deal with this. (I despise my anger.) Would it be self-evident to state that I am the object of this anger? That is almost taken for granted. More than anything, I am angry … Continue reading

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JANUARY 19, 1980 (“Dead-End Headtrip”)

. Night sky so black inlaid with stars so bright! day so clear! Sky so blue! Breeze so cool! How could anything be wrong on a day like this? Wallet so empty love so blocked friends so distant energy so … Continue reading

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JANUARY 18, 1980 (“Truth, Justice and the American Way”)

. What avenue to pursue today? (Truth, Justice and the American way? I think not.) Which door will open today when I boldly turn the key or timidly knock, and which are as movable as cement? Someone’s taken the labels … Continue reading

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JANUARY 17, 1980 (“Chutes and Ladders”)

. Shifting so fast between all the various levels, drawn to this/caught up in that I’m still thinking” “Transcendence”… I’m tired of this ill-considered standard of stratified level. There are no castes among people! I was not born into anything … Continue reading

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JANUARY 16, 1980 (“The Archer’s Poison Arrows”)

. Not so straight! they say. Not so true. Don’t aim that flare over here. I prefer the darkness. Not so honest! Don’t choose me! I passed my limit long ago. I mean- you’ve played with it long enough. Can … Continue reading

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JANUARY 15, 1980 (“I WANT, But I Have No Arms”)

. This is turning me from masked instability to madness fleshed out before your ever-witnessing eyes. I could murder to be right there before you and holding back. Right there! And my love can’t reach you. The distance across the … Continue reading

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