Thursday, November 16, 2017

Amanda Earl - etc., a remix

Amanda is a Canadian writer, publisher and visual poet. She's the managing editor of and the fallen angel of AngelHousePress. Amanda's books/chapbooks include Kiki (Chaudiere Books, 2014), Electric Garden (Tree Press Award, 2017), and  I Owe Saint Hildegard The Light (unarmed press, 2016). More info is available at Connect with Amanda on Twitter @KikiFolle


etc., a remix

If I drag your party.
It’s true.
I don’t care.
Incredibly thin
and inked to push it.
I recognize you.
High camp black hole.
A mashup.
Every battle immaculate.
Mysterious in the super
black copper dress,
I am following protocol,
the material of hell raising poets.
You pass the Universe.
Days of paste.
As lost as puritans and goths
discovering family fun
on sheets of aluminum
thought processes
crumpled into light.


If the world this hour hides its love
in throwback pop duets
in critical condition and principles
that maintain the new video game
streaming reality empty of audience
participation  to attack gravitas
with detail
in memory of something.

Or if passion
unleashes a wet and miserable
dog on the overpass
perfect for sinking sandcastles
through the clouds with
a few minutes to spare for
the huge duck banned from
the radio to break the next
big thing.


unicorns anxious and trembling with a bunch of orange flowers

get messages through desperation
arrange orchestral breaks
are an 80s hair metal band
eat a wine sandwich
are alluvial
give it richness and density
are big in sustainability
don’t know the exact figures


if I hadn’t met you
a hard shock to my veins
you brought me back
it was needed
the bourbon
the wonder
the grand slam
mid celebration


big problems
off the top
your shoulder
in the heart of
do not
serious between
moody barriers
connect with me