Saturday Daily Double September 17, 2005
Posted by Matt Hurst in Uncategorized.trackback
“I stepped on my own toes”
Tonight is another in a line of holidays
The night of the portable masquerade
Glasses meant to block sun blocks the lamps
Drunken stumbling of the blindsighted tramp
Not that it matters much
Under beer goggles and such
Loud shrieks in celebration
Head pounds under inebriation
Sacred and true
Minor in blue
Give it to me, remember
Cloudy colors or whatever
Cartwheels and copped-feels
Sexualities’ exploration
Promise that I’ll keep it real
And give me exhaltation
Travailing through old jokes told
Time and time again feeling stole
“Bus in Austin”
The brood of a lazy summer in Austin
Naked heat of west indie winds
The left coast shoring in human beings
To the banks of feedom and angus steak
Migrate on a slow walk in a spread town
Guacamole stains taken twisting bus routes
The shield AC, shade 15 degrees cooler
No relief in the water of a pool heater
Up in the atmosphere, up the air is clear
There are holes from cars drove from the burnt city
So on the days where skin is burnt crisp
Buses give free rides
American Dream blog 
did you write these??!???!
-sweetdagger
aye. ’twas i
i really like “i stepped on my own toes”.
very good.
I really enjoyed the first, but still did like the second.
i’m glad something good came to someone from such miserable times
they are both getting old, and i needed to post something semi-significant while it was still fresh
I hate entries that are all poetry/prose/crappity whatever, but I liked this. Du bist ein Künstler. 😛
you keep forgettin i can read german…
oh, and, what made you react differently this time you think?
No, olvides que ya sé que hablas (o lees, cualquier) Aleman.
My evil plan is that eventually, I will be able to speak Spanglish with my friends. *evil cackle, or something*
I liked I stepped on my own toes because
‘Not that it matters much
Under beer goggles and such’
sounded like (the) Streets lyrics. Well the whole poem did, but those two lines especially. Only.. smarter? Smarter, more serious, I don’t know something good along those lines.
Bus in Austin I liked because it’s more modern than the stuff I had to read in high school English (I don’t read poetry or anything similar unless I have to). It just doesn’t have the same feel as the stuff that was written forty plus years ago that everyone considers ‘classic’.
I don’t know, maybe it’s just because people tend to like things they can relate to. *shrug* It’s still good.
olvidas*
Wow I’m rusty.
interesting. i thought they had universal appeal