Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Sunday, November 11, 2012
New Poetry from Marc Daniels/Charlus "Our Desire Is What Murder Us"
Our Desire Is What Murders UsWanting.Automatically turns the switchFrom being "O.K"Into unsettled,And from civil servantsWe change into the unbridled within us:Wild Horses, Being Broken-I kissed a Montana girlOn a Greyhound buswhen I was Twenty-Three,I told her Id meet her in HelenaBut I went straight on up to SeattleAnd witnessed the true edge of societyAnd never called herNot even when shook up and,I tucked my tail between my legs and ran homeand got on that bus back to Connecticut-When I dream at nightAbout big blue skiesAnd air that you can actually breathe,I sometimes feel( I never see them)Wild Mustangs snorting heatIn cool, moist, December frost-6 am, dawn to the pureDeath to the rest of usWanton sinners-Your big blue Country girl eyesMontana young womanSwim in my oceanI seem to barely manage to wade in-
A world watery and turquoise blueand sometimes the darker kind of blue-They look at me
Your American icy blue's
And I hear them say:
That was the one time when,Marc,You should have gone towards DesireAs if you whole lifeDepended on it-Desire,One way or anotherGets usShe has got everyones number-
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