30::30: It Is Complete PT. II

My second 30::30 is complete since starting this exercise in bl-- (what, exactly) bleghing(?).


Key:

+ Good To Go By June, methinks.
* Good W/ 2 or 3 Revisions, methinks.
x Not A Chance (Too Personal, Shitty, or X, just x), meknows.


Titles, Descriptors:


x- 1. Amber's Lament Before The Whore
--A Tale Of Jealousy

x- 2. Fucked Off (for Dad)
--For Dad

*- 3. Henry Stutters To Find An Entrance
--A Tale Of A Man Tired Of His Wife And Daughter Not Getting Along

*- 4. Baseball and the Nightclub on the Sunrise Strip
--Probably a cliche about sports and companionship

+- 5. Hand in Hand With Whispers Just Below
--A man with a similar condition as mine (Imagine That!) wonders what correcting the problem (and their final sips of what keeps their marriage afloat) will mean to his wife.

*- 6. I, Brandished
--Short poem that comes from work-- about a man who smiles while everyone around him would like to slug him for being able to do just that. Or Something.

+- 7. The Short Crawl to Hell
--Inspired by some documentary I caught on PBS. They were talking about doctors prescribing fucked-up pills to babies for mood swings and shit, and being good old PBS, they shied away from putting any blame squarely where the actual problem was. Or maybe the intent was to completely ignore the gorilla and go for the banana and leave Margaret and Matt at home shouting at the TV: What about these stupid morons taking their toddler to a fucking quack because she *GASP!* is acting too much like a fucking toddler. Some parents needed to've been Bob Barker-ed long before they unleashed this future horde of grade-school junkies upon the world. Seriously, these kids were taking handfuls, daily handfuls, of shit. We're doomed.

*- 8. Parents Exterminated--Babies, Infants Surely Saved; or,
It Must've Been Something She Took; or,
Hush Little Baby, Don't You Cry; Daddy's Gonna Prescribe an Alibi
--Same topic, but in a cinquain run.

x-9. A Young Woman Without Child Tries To Show Her Boyfriend She's Ready To Be A Good Mother
--Same topic, but too graphic, I think, even for me. It's about a girl who has sedated the shit out of her cat because it doesn't do exactly what she thinks it should. It continues on to planned procedures (only if she could) of dissecting it, but keeping it alive to show her hubby to be that she's so caring. Yeah. Probably gonna stay an x, too.

+- 10. Barry Meets A Betamax Starlet To His Wife's Midnight Mud-mask Surprise
--A man meets an aged porn-star/stripper and feels sorry for her. He brings her home and the first thing she does is pass out in the kitchen. We open here, and to explain what exactly was going through his mind--he kinda nonchalantly alludes to the fact that she'll be dead soon enough. From there, it's a quick pinky-swear.

*- 11. Like Beings Know The Lack Of Love
--Coast 2 Coast AM has been nothing but eco-this and ufo-that this month (areas that hardly inspire me), but I did find a little paranormal juice for this. Concerns a a woman with ESP, who picks out her lover on the basis of a twist. Probably done to death, but maybe the language will seem new. Or Something.

Probably-x- 12. Idle Hands Full Of Fucked-Up Glaciers
--I don't know. I just think the sun is up there thinking he's being passed over for a lot of credit concerning the end of the world/doomie/gloomie/buy GE/wackiness. It's humorous to me, but I really don't want a headache of having squeezed a toe, or a nose, or a teet. --then again ;~)

+- 13. Up Thinking About Cheryl Again
--Title will probably change, 'cause I don't like it, and it means nothing to me or the poem (really). I just tacked it on at the end of writing it. It's about a man suffering insomnia, watching his cat sleep across the room with a paw under the radiator. Like him, she's always chased the gold (goal) into the dark corners.

+- 14. With Eyes Closed, We Wait The End Of The Game
--Screwy Cinquain concerning a kiss at a ball game. With a slight twist. It may mean they'll never see their children again.

x- 15. A More Perfect Union
--Proper cinquain about personal feelings.

*- 16. Idols Of Men In Time
--A baseball pantoum about divisions of men and the spirit of the game.

x- 17. TINMTBMFGG (for you)
--No Description. Crap.

+- 18. In The Tiny Garden, The Marshall Always Gets His Man
--The best, I think, (at least top three) out of this bunch. It's about a young boy and his daddy playing a western game out in their tiny garden with a twist.

x- 19. For Nikki: After April 16th
--VT Massacre.

*- 20. You Are A Constellation (A Love Poem In One Part)
--A love poem that starts out very harsh/funny (like the anger stage of grief) but ends with some love.

*- 21. Ready For The Mansions Bright
--Suicide and its aftermath.

+- 22. In A Moment, Nothing.
--A color exercise from The Practice of Poetry. The color is a very vibrant gray.

+- 23. In Some Love, We Wait
--A man finds himself too much in love to stop his wife from going batshit crazy--which may mean their son's life.

+- 24. The Thing That Should Not Be
--Children get meaner as they go along.

+- 25. One Last Poem Before The Doctor Comes To Grieve
--This title sucks, but I like the idea of it.

*- 26. Bruised and Swollen After Another Fight, Lilah Slips Out To The Porch In Her Blood-stained Nightgown To Watch The Swift Storm Clouds Follow The Winding River Off To Sea
--I don't experiment much, but this poem is based on two things. 1.) A Descriptive Fucking Title. 2.) Repeating two tiny phrases.

x- 27. Hillbilly Christ
--No description.

+- 28. Fatman O'Toole And The City Of Doom
--Fat men can be superheroes too. Really. No, no, really.

+- 29. Hush, Sugar, Sweet, Mama's Right Here
--Fucked up poem that starts so sweet and ends with murder.

*- 30. A Slick Heart In Overdrive
A Cinquain sequence about an abduction in a park.

+- 31. Jim's Balls Drop For Once In The Long, Long Marriage
--A man explains a finer lesson to life; his wife goes batshit.

+- 32. Quiet, Now, This Will Make You All Better
--Another favorite. (I tend to like writing father/son stuff. Even weird father/son stuff.) This cinquain run concerns the flip of caregiver/recipient in life.

x- 33. Matthew 10:22
--No Description.

*- 34. Lesson Of The Clock
--Title and some lines will shy away from their stench, but I like the middle parts of it.

*- 35. She Sold Me On His Abuse, And I Sold Our Temptations Out
--This is an adultery piece.



Anyway, the 30::30 is complete. I'm already part of the way into getting them typed up. The speech recognition business is actually very frustrating, but also seems to be making the process swifter (somehow). Plus, I like teaching it dirty words like: pills, purr, fool, tongue, among others.

Seriously, I know I mumble a bit, but this thing treats me like I'm in need of a speech therapist or some shit. Of course, she'd probably put me on a half-dozen pills to fool my tongue into a proper purr.

It's late.

Soon, it will be early.

Seriously, it will.

Look outside your window.