Green Grass by the Lantern

Green Grass by the Lantern

This

Bright White Bitch

can

bust a Move

I used to be Goth

but the Hippie glowed out

with Years Xfoliation

though I’m Probably

an

Indie Hipster

wearing a

Harajuku Bow

in her Hair

knowing my

Era and Location

and Definitely Digital Generation

 with You-Tube Ambitions

It's a Mountain I built my Self

my Mom called Megalomania

though could be Plain Mania

Could be I’m cycling

and the Pharmacists are Smarter

than the Tolstoys

( though I doubt it )

I like to call it Hudson Bay

like the Mountain I grew up on

shrug

it’s Long been there

Potential Energy

Tectonic Plates

enjoy the View

tip my Glass to Andy

go Hesh

Chachi if they'll let me

Grew up with Preppies

but they made me lie so I

started dating Stoners

and Townies

and then went Deep

into no Bodies

tried to hide in Academics

but found I fit Better with

Hip Hoppers and Tree Planters

Hope I get over my Egoism Soon

and do Some Thing Altruistic

with my

multi Syllabic Concepts

Even if I’m worried

Anarkist Rioters

will reject what's

Obviously Establishment

with its Classical Allusions

and Linguistic Damask

Some One's got to grab Literature by the Balls

stick them to their Chest

step over Ground Zero

Self Esteem Education

got us Reality TV

but the in-Fluence

bled

Right up the Arts

to where I sit

in my

Polka Dot Heels

Read More of the Cannon

than Most People could list

but thas got me scared I’ll be hemlocked

for Main Streamers like me

So maybe I gotta try

talking Clever while

thumbin Bling

thowin Bills over mah Shoulder

rubbin deese Titties on de Wind Shield

o Some Fly Guy's Hummer

while he admirin mah Bootie

bobben an shakin on the Hood

See the News Paper said

chrysalis in BC

you will not succeed

and the Architecture said

We will send in the Red Faced and Blue Faced Carpenters

Nail Tappers and Map Shouters to

Self Satisfied

pulley up Walls round you

while you

Pink

suckle Piglets

so you can sylvia plath

your Music Box

cause we Never liked the in-Let of it

Or

how about I

big bad wolf

in the Air of Compliments

swell like a Drive Thru

Mayo Ooze

Dodge Ram Sitter

knock your Walls down

and roll over your screaming

and regretting the

Fare Well of my Sxiness like Hens

Crew?

Hm?

Would that suit you?

Impale my Self of the Cocks

of Eye Lids squeezed shut

phantasizing Men

and raisin to a Sound

like a dis-Appointment?

Spit in your eye?

Cross my Self for my Mother?

Pop in a Constitution of a Dress?

Laugh while I windmill my North Star

and

sip Clear Xperience

that xcites

the Wires

from Labia

to Stomach

to Throat

to Crown?

Note the Juxtaposition

Pleasing

of the Olive

life boating as

Russian Xcess

stalactites

and Men heron neck?

Preachers hitler cause it's mine and our Fault

their Minds aren't Full of Lord

but rather

bounce bounce bounce

Soft Tip that rests

Delicately

in a Cupped Hand

And now Some One's chocking Some where

cause I'm reaching out to him

with Hands of Squids to say

Hi

this is my Euclidean Ghost

Won't you toss Money down from High Rises

so I can dance in it

 stuff it down my Bra

cha ching a House

meiosis

play Risk with Hormone Tiny Plastic Soldiers

and vanish

leaving Only Palimpsest so

Equally Ridiculous Shiny Teen'Agers will

Suddenly realize Period in Uterus of Leviathan

opening Bristle on its Own Fluke

that this is no Thing but

Lysergic Acid

in a Skimpy Tank Top and Tu-Tu

lighting Margaret Atwood's Joint

so the Clock ticks

Velvetly

Video shot by jody franklin

Beacon Hill Park / Vic. City / BC / Coast Salish / CA / TiL

LLWAM