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Pastor of Muppets (Emmy)
Absinthe Mafia
Username: Emmy

Post Number: 178
Registered: 9-2001


Posted on Wednesday, May 28, 2003 - 9:13 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

(untitled), 06Feb03

in sultry green absinthine dreams
you cloud your way
cross my sky
filling my days with sweet scents
summer blossomed on the brain
i taste the air
swallow and smile
you in and
out
side the traffic bustles
people hustle on by without notice
leaving you to the trappings
of time and imagination
and words
poems
your motions orchestrating movements
a concerto of life
a song i dance
and sing upon the page
of you...


c. 2003, Emiliano Lee
Pastor of Muppets (Emmy)
Absinthe Mafia
Username: Emmy

Post Number: 174
Registered: 9-2001


Posted on Monday, May 26, 2003 - 12:43 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

here's a fun one...

muck muck juiced 29Jan03

sludging through the muddle of another day
i roly poll my bouncing way
down patchy mire
in trembling mirth...
just another creepy bag of flesh
entrenched in gloom
a deathly pall and stench of life
crawling pinpricks up my skin
a fatty slump this stump stooped lump
dares to call itself a man...
my rock has rolled away
dirging lullabies to sleep
merging urge and more to want
and hedging under nerve
the working lore on nigh...
steamed, the foam burns
devilled and angelled and distilled away
bumbling stumble a rumbling tumble
faded like distant thunder...
an oliving gin whisper
tickling tongue
trying to tell you in wondering awe
without beaning the cat baggage
letting the rat out
touching on lip zippered quivers
etcetera etcetera
fading out
before you catch on...


c. 2003, Emiliano Lee}
Pastor of Muppets (Emmy)
Absinthe Mafia
Username: Emmy

Post Number: 118
Registered: 9-2001


Posted on Saturday, May 3, 2003 - 1:11 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

at the inception of the two becoming one 08Oct93

i watch across the street, the corner, dimly lit by the light from the laundromat i see the pale and faded wash machines and driers silenced by the glass between us, no, i don't feel the cool night breeze, i'm waiting waiting for our weekly literary rendezvous at Sacred Grounds Cafe. i said i'd be here right at 7:00 now it's 7:30 and i'm writing waiting here and watching across the street, the corner, dimly lit to see her shadow cross the space, come dancing cross the street, and through the old brown wooden door to the vacant lonely seat across from me...

She comes in red flannel smiles and blue jeans black leather shoes. i see the love that i was waiting for her eyes they glow like opal polished shining 'neath a full moons light. you have to love the simple things the differences the small
connections... soulmates just don't cut it! made for one another? no... nothing in this world could ever be so simple. got to chip away and form the fit. we sit and listen to poetic regurgitations holding hands across the table glancing at the other eyes that touch and say "hello." i smile. i wonder if she knows the joy the feelings she inspires in me to write to love to live for her and want for her to feel to live to love and understand. we share and know the other like perhaps no other can the touch the tingle fingers running over fragile arms the angel's wings they tickle laugh we smile the hugs we love. in love the minds that chip away to form the others thoughts the arms that hold the other close inside away from shadow dark confusion demons in the land the arms that try to lift the other fly away to paradise... in love, falling, got to learn to fly. together we beat the wind hard like ice but she is warm and we have time to smile.


c. 1993 Emiliano Lee
for Violet (Erica) Angell
Pervert Euchre (Perruche_verte)
Elitist Bastard
Username: Perruche_verte

Post Number: 461
Registered: 12-2000


Posted on Saturday, May 3, 2003 - 12:56 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

I predict a lot of people will soon be naming their offspring things like Fuck, Evil, Satan, Asshole and Motherfucker... I wonder if the double "S" in Asshole would mess it up.

There is a band called Fuck. I don't know that they're worthy of note for anything else (such a huge burden they've given themselves).
"Drink accomplished what God did not." --Marguerite Duras
Althea (Rosietwobears)
le Vicomte
Username: Rosietwobears

Post Number: 70
Registered: 10-2002


Posted on Saturday, May 3, 2003 - 12:42 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

that shit is the best thing ive seen in a long time.
happy happ joy joy indeed!
Absinthe maketh the heart grow fonder
ENORMUS DICK (Louched_liver)
Absinthe Mafia
Username: Louched_liver

Post Number: 1597
Registered: 12-2001


Posted on Saturday, May 3, 2003 - 10:09 am:   Edit PostPrint Post

That's the shit!
Will work for absinthe.
Pataphysician (Pataphysician)
Elitist Bastard
Username: Pataphysician

Post Number: 555
Registered: 5-2001
Posted on Saturday, May 3, 2003 - 7:55 am:   Edit PostPrint Post

No shit. I really did that. When you get it in the mail you realize it's not handmade, it's just cranked out automatically by a machine. They don't care what you plug in, as long as you send the check for $3.95.
ENORMUS DICK (Louched_liver)
Absinthe Mafia
Username: Louched_liver

Post Number: 1592
Registered: 12-2001


Posted on Saturday, May 3, 2003 - 7:40 am:   Edit PostPrint Post

No shit?
Will work for absinthe.
Pataphysician (Pataphysician)
Elitist Bastard
Username: Pataphysician

Post Number: 554
Registered: 5-2001
Posted on Saturday, May 3, 2003 - 6:47 am:   Edit PostPrint Post

Here's another kind of poem. I saw this ad in the back of a magazine:


advert


So I sent in a name and a check for $3.95 and here's what I got:


poem
Pataphysician (Pataphysician)
Elitist Bastard
Username: Pataphysician

Post Number: 553
Registered: 5-2001
Posted on Saturday, May 3, 2003 - 6:45 am:   Edit PostPrint Post

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Pastor of Muppets (Emmy)
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Username: Emmy

Post Number: 116
Registered: 9-2001


Posted on Friday, May 2, 2003 - 7:14 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

well poo

ok all better
I like mustard (Head_prosthesis)
Absinthe Mafia
Username: Head_prosthesis

Post Number: 3377
Registered: 1-2001


Posted on Friday, May 2, 2003 - 7:07 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

Not you, silly.
Pastor of Muppets (Emmy)
Absinthe Mafia
Username: Emmy

Post Number: 115
Registered: 9-2001


Posted on Friday, May 2, 2003 - 6:35 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

i'm particular
to rosemary or thyme
myself.
oregano's always
good in
a
pinch.
I like mustard (Head_prosthesis)
Absinthe Mafia
Username: Head_prosthesis

Post Number: 3374
Registered: 1-2001


Posted on Friday, May 2, 2003 - 5:05 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

Beej, I got the original head
rollin' around here somewhere.
Pastor of Muppets (Emmy)
Absinthe Mafia
Username: Emmy

Post Number: 112
Registered: 9-2001


Posted on Friday, May 2, 2003 - 4:15 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

(untitled) 17May94

writing on the back pages...

cigarette smoke filters into the gray midday sky can't see the sun
a moth flitters by not unlike cousin butterfly but no flower
it spreads its gypsy wings colourful mind like dawn or big moon
sometimes orange somedays red somehow eclipsed by shadows of a dream
not unlike gregorian chant
not unlike a buddhist mantra
nam-myoho-renge-kyo:
"i dedicate my life to the understanding and propogation of the lotus sutra"
written down the center like the body
spreading outwards to the four corners
universal harmony
in a stagnant swamp the lotus flower blooms beautious
and i am but a frog
i sit upon the lotus pad and stretch my arms out
to the sun beyond the clouds
i am smaller than a quark
but still as one
i smoke my cigarettes
drink my twisted lemon water
writing poetry in cafes
admiring the day...


c. 1994 Emiliano Lee
Pataphysician (Pataphysician)
Elitist Bastard
Username: Pataphysician

Post Number: 552
Registered: 5-2001
Posted on Friday, May 2, 2003 - 12:33 pm:   Edit PostPrint Post

That's no head. That's a Head Prosthesis.
Carl Guderian (Bjacques)
le Duc
Username: Bjacques

Post Number: 252
Registered: 4-2001
Posted on Friday, May 2, 2003 - 11:16 am:   Edit PostPrint Post

I could be looking at the drawing wrong. Maybe it's an incredible two-headed tranplant reproducing by parthenogenesis? But then why does the baby have only one head?
Pataphysician (Pataphysician)
Elitist Bastard
Username: Pataphysician

Post Number: 551
Registered: 5-2001
Posted on Friday, May 2, 2003 - 11:02 am:   Edit PostPrint Post

Not really pro-creating, more like anti-creating.
Carl Guderian (Bjacques)
le Duc
Username: Bjacques

Post Number: 248
Registered: 4-2001
Posted on Friday, May 2, 2003 - 10:31 am:   Edit PostPrint Post

You know, if you want to think of "Bob" procreating in such a gentle manner, far be it from me to burst yer bubble. Insects, Texas prisons and those aliens that only seem to land in the US are probably closer to the truth.
Pataphysician (Pataphysician)
Elitist Bastard
Username: Pataphysician

Post Number: 550
Registered: 5-2001
Posted on Friday, May 2, 2003 - 9:01 am:   Edit PostPrint Post

"We're a happy family"

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