the necessary condition

A poetry blog

Month: July, 2012

pAPErs.vapOURs.

What do all of these albums have in common?
Why do I drink rockstar to make it happen?
Why do I write about touchy subjects?
Why do I touch until it rejects?

My partner through everything
Please take my ring,
Sir Panasonic RX-DT650
Let’s g
et ourselves our candy and land a chateau.

NEW ORDER | REPUBLIC

HACKERS | SOUNDTRACK

STRYPER | THE YELLOW AND BLACK ATTACK!

DINOSAUR JR | WHATEVERS COOL WITH ME

HOOTIE & THE BLOWFISH | CRACKED REAR VIEW

THE SMITHS | MEAT IS MURDER

RUN LOLA RUN | SOUNDTRACK

RUSH | RUSH

SALT N PEPA | LETS TALK ABOUT SEX

are ales.

Back to reality, reality bites,
Lets just sta
y in the beach house sights.
The oce
an, a hot tub and plenty of wine,
All
ows for the soul to forget its current bind.

Effort exerted, compromises in place,
No reciprocation, a royal slap in the face.
The st
ations pass and the sails, constricted,
An o
utcome nobody but the self predicted.

Take the rails into a safe airspace,
Take that organ back into a
n air-tight place.
Recognize the ones that care,
Dispose of the ones who provide hands b
are.
Relive, release that screaming stare.
Relieve the ones who dont respect this hair.

the whole guest list showed up.

XX
-V

…anD so it conTinuES.

Accepted onto the team,
She f
elt part of something whole,
She crossed the bridge every morning,
not knowing of a toll.

Some people live in the 1% margin,
Wi
thout averages and common ground,
Not noticing that she tried to squeak,
but never made the slightest sound.

She lost her community when it was taken away,
Forcefully, selfishly, auctioned,
to the businesses, the corporations,
The supposedly “lower income” cautioned.

Get yourself in check before you find yourself as she,
as they, as he, as them, as we.

TITLE: “Big Brother, Little Brother”
PHOTOGRAPHER: Valerie Fielding
FIRST PLACE
2008 Downtown Eastside Photography Contest.
HOPE IN SHADOWS

xx

-V

mosQUITo b-IT-es

long sleeves and protection galore,
they get thr
ough and bite her more.

the challenge is infectious,
the vic
tim: pretentious.

soak in vinegar, don’t brush, but do toothpaste,
col
d water, warm water, antihistamine erased.

jack n dryl.

xx

-V

purge.

Let’s hold hands with exposed tree roots.
Let’s skip, let’s hop,
let’s hip and flee,
Let’s eat the thunder in l-i-f-e.

Let’s blow out candles with our lashes.
Let’s huff, let’s puff, let’s bluff and cringe,
Let’s sniff up the fog, a la binge.

Let’s stop our circles from being forced inside squares.
Let’s scream, let’s weep, let’s beat and free,
Let’s ta
ke the station and cut our key.

you’re a vampire.

xx
-V

rooftops + howe sound beer.

gassy jack,
rooftop talks.
how
e sound beer,
wobbly walks.

hazy sky,
summer nights.
camera eyes,
tourist f
ights.

gain a light,
van city history.
does she play for this team?
…residue mystery.

it’s actually electric.

xx

-V

long nose. wooden thing.

They are all birds,
in different, different ways.
only a few of them fly,
and most find one to three days.

I always ask to fly with her,
with similar, similar answers given:
when I need a wingman,
I’ll call for you to seek the hidden.

I’ll stop asking,
through all, all needs and desires.
remember that the blue and red,
plus yellow, all operate different circuit wires.

This is not pinocchio.

xx

-V

first page.

Little, mini, tiny, forest,
must you share my intimate secrets?

I wonder, I ponder, I stumble upon keys,
of the laptop kind without little more than potential c’s.

Control the resistance of completing this task
I ask, with ease, to turn off that screaming flask.

get him, hold him, cuddle him through,
he’s the only one that can and will get you.

(alternate 4th/last couplet)
let him, hear him, don’t allow him your attention
he’ll learn, and you’ll learn he needs no further pension.


Seemed like the thing to do – Dinosaur Jr | Without A Sound | 1994

xx

-V

mid-afternoon dream.

tried to do work on my day off.
this is what happened.

nap.
dream:

hotel with sfu.
futuristic vessels of storytelling capabilities.
must prove 75+ age status for respect.
enter an alcoholic LA space.

Meet in hotel.
nose flutes, chai lattes.
addict tries to kill my friends.

my name: special agent Ph-o , FBI – Behavioral Analysis Unit


dream | noun, often attributive \ˈdrēm\
—-a series of thoughts, images, or emotions occurring
during sleep and especially during REM sleep

________

day·dream noun \ˈdā-ˌdrēm\
——a visionary creation of the imagination
experienced while awake; especially:a
gratifying reverie usually of wish fulfillment
—daydream intransitive verb
—day·dream·er noun

______


xx

-V

one topic.

avocados.
cut it in half.
One gets the pit,
the other gets the laugh.

people.
take the bat.
hit you in the head,
then the heart, fUHck nine lives: cat.

avocados.
eaten by people.
cut perfect halves,
one fills void; never equal.

person.

xx

-V

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