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The body tears off its own arms and throws them into the air.
mood: 
chipper
chipperWatching Television
Sounds are heard too high for ears,
From the body cells there is an answering bay;
Soon the inner streets fill with a chorus of barks.
We see the landing craft coming in,
The black car sliding to a stop,
The Puritan killer loosening his guns.
Wild dogs tear off noses and eyes
And run off with them down the street—
The body tears off its own arms and throws them into the air.
The detective draws fifty-five million people into his revolver,
Who sleep restlessly as in an air raid in London;
Their backs become curved in the sloping dark.
The filaments of the soul slowly separate;
The spirit breaks, a puff of dust floats up;
Like a house in Nebraska that suddenly explodes.
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Russell Edson
Ape
You haven't finished your ape, said mother to father,
who had monkey hair and blood on his whiskers.
I've had enough monkey, cried father.
You didn't eat the hands, and I went to all the
trouble to make onion rings for its fingers, said mother.
I'll just nibble on its forehead, and then I've had enough,
said father.
I stuffed its nose with garlic, just like you like it, said
mother.
Why don't you have the butcher cut these apes up? You lay
the whole thing on the table every night; the same fractured
skull, the same singed fur; like someone who died horribly. These
aren't dinners, these are post-mortem dissections.
Try a piece of its gum, I've stuffed its mouth with bread,
said mother.
Ugh, it looks like a mouth full of vomit. How can I bite into
its cheek with bread spilling out of its mouth? cried father.
Break one of the ears off, they're so crispy, said mother.
I wish to hell you'd put underpants on these apes; even a
jockstrap, screamed father.
Father, how dare you insinuate that I see the ape as anything
more thn simple meat, screamed mother.
Well what's with this ribbon tied in a bow on its privates?
screamed father.
Are you saying that I am in love with this vicious creature?
That I would submit my female opening to this brute? That after
we had love on the kitchen floor I would put him in the oven, after
breaking his head with a frying pan; and then serve him to my husband,
that my husband might eat the evidence of my infidelity . . . ?
I'm just saying that I'm damn sick of ape every night,
cried father.
--
Richard Brautigan
December 30
At 1:03 in the morning a fart
smells like a marriage between
an avocado and a fish head.
I have to get out of bed
to write this down without
my glasses on.
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From Tim Kahl:
Presents
C. E. Chaffin
Monday June 8, 2009 at 7:30 PM
HQ for the Arts
1719 25th Street
Host: Emmanuel Sigauke
Craig Erick Chaffin published, and edited, The Melic Review: a journal that distinguished itself not only by its content but through the work of poets at its board in winning and/or placing in the InterBoard Poetry Competition repeatedly. He has won one poetry contest (Desert Moon Review, 2002) and was nominated for a Pushcart Prize in By Rose and Thorn. He quit counting publications several years ago but has been the featured poet in various journals over twenty times. He is the author of two books Elementary (Mellen Poetry Press 1997) and Unexpected Light (Diminuendo Press 2009).
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From Andy Jones:
Dear Friends,
The great actress, prolific author and talented singer-songwriter BELLA MERLIN will headline tomorrow’s Poetry Night at Bistro 33. We hope you can join us for this important event.
UK-based performer Bella Merlin is the creator of LOVE, LOSS AND LYRIC: a kaleidoscope of poetry, song, monologue and mystery. Combining original songs with rhythm and rhyme, Bella invites you to explore the human soul in what promises to be an unusual evening of theatre at Bistro 33.
Bella's acting work includes two seasons at the Royal National Theatre (both new works and classics) as well as appearances on BBC Radio and television and in theatres across the UK. Her publications include the best-selling THE COMPLETE STANISLAVSKY TOOLKIT, and her latest book, ACTING: THE BASICS is due out in February 2010. She is currently working on an album of original songs entitled BAREFOOT AND GUITARS, and she is Professor of Acting in the Theatre and Dance department at UC Davis. She will be performing in Jade McCutcheon's new play, ELEPHANT'S GRAVEYARD, at the Mondavi Center in Fall 2009.
I hope you can join us!
Andy Jones
WEDNESDAY, June 3 - 9 P.M.
BISTRO 33 - 226 F Street in Davis
Free Admission
Hosted by Andy Jones
Produced by Brad Henderson
Open Microphone at 10 P.M.
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All Good Things - Jobe
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