Chimes Street Journal VI
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Writing at Night
Class Reunion
Chicken
Huey P. Long Fieldhouse
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Writing at Night
“the beauty of men
never disappears
but drives a blue car
through the stars”
—John Wieners,
“Two Years Later,”
Ace of Pentacles
keeping in touch—
something to do instead
of just staring at the wall
playing the game—
of shadow loneliness but
without the politics
cruising downtown—
dirty thoughts behind the
__________________
Writing at Night
Class Reunion
Chicken
Huey P. Long Fieldhouse
__________________
Writing at Night
“the beauty of men
never disappears
but drives a blue car
through the stars”
—John Wieners,
“Two Years Later,”
Ace of Pentacles
keeping in touch—
something to do instead
of just staring at the wall
playing the game—
of shadow loneliness but
without the politics
cruising downtown—
dirty thoughts behind the
state capitol, a cute guy
The State Capitol
“I was young once”
—John Wieners,
“Helen Go Mother Beth,”
Behind the State Capitol
it’s so good to be—
miss kingfish again, letting
it happen its own way
thirties revolutions—
morals collapsing, all those
WPA revelations
behind the capitol—
louisiana's pouty tomb
a cute young kingfish
Chicken
“pleasant chicanery”
—John Wieners,
“Understood Disbelief
in Paganism, Lies, Heresy,”
Behind the State Capitol
tedious queer mysteries—
salamandered viscosities
negligent debauched lusts
sometimes when they—
look down at you, dear,
it's really you looking up
dark kid from busstop—
your impertinent lips
the usual melodrama...
Huey P. Long Fieldhouse
“that permission”
—John Wieners,
“Ma’s Deck Chairs,”
Behind the State Capitol
it’s nice to feel—
these same masculine things
hanging around the pool
nude in the showers—
pulling the curtain behind
her, with them inside
one thing leads—
to another and things
get down & ugly nice
The State Capitol
“I was young once”
—John Wieners,
“Helen Go Mother Beth,”
Behind the State Capitol
it’s so good to be—
miss kingfish again, letting
it happen its own way
thirties revolutions—
morals collapsing, all those
WPA revelations
behind the capitol—
louisiana's pouty tomb
a cute young kingfish
Chicken
“pleasant chicanery”
—John Wieners,
“Understood Disbelief
in Paganism, Lies, Heresy,”
Behind the State Capitol
tedious queer mysteries—
salamandered viscosities
negligent debauched lusts
sometimes when they—
look down at you, dear,
it's really you looking up
dark kid from busstop—
your impertinent lips
the usual melodrama...
Huey P. Long Fieldhouse
“that permission”
—John Wieners,
“Ma’s Deck Chairs,”
Behind the State Capitol
it’s nice to feel—
these same masculine things
hanging around the pool
nude in the showers—
pulling the curtain behind
her, with them inside
one thing leads—
to another and things
get down & ugly nice
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