2014 September : Beau Sia

barbara kruger

  Posted on September 29, 2014 at 10:29 pm


love for sale,

a book, a sacrifice, a parent’s way

of showing love

when a dollar means the suffering

of racists and assholes all day.

 

love for sale,

your work in my hands,

the seed of words planted in image,

so that the child may one day

walk their truth.

 

love for sale,

the reminder I wasn’t alone,

that the boys, all the boys,

and the girls, all the girls,

were all dancing to this song

I could not sing

no matter how hard I tried.

 

love for sale,

the portrait of a culture,

the captured moment of our slime,

the broken promise in contrast

to its beautiful advertising.

 

love for sale,

a book that reduced the patriarchy in me,

a series that left a bomb for capitalism later in life,

a story told that I couldn’t pretend away,

still and vibrant at once.

 

love for sale,

through every house I’ve lived in,

after every lover has gone home,

during all the times I doubted my fight,

inescapable in its craft.

 

love for sale,

watching me learn its depth,

fueling the words I’m celebrated for,

helping the boy stop holding onto

his store bought things.

 

love for sale,

each page your price paid,

each word your understanding afire,

each piece a place

I’ve faced in each mirror

in each room

in every corner

of the house built by man.

 

me yelling at old, rich people (again)

  Posted on September 29, 2014 at 4:13 pm


My homie Norman Lear has his memoir coming out soon.  It’s called Even This I Get To Experience and you should get it, because it’s always helpful to read another’s manifestation of a full life.

Anywho, as part of getting the word out on the memoir, he posted a little throwback video on Huffington Post of me performing the poem “Kill The Old,” for his 80th birthday jam.

This be the link:

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/brent-miller/norman-lear-and-carl-rein_b_5813636.html

 

It’s pretty hilarious to see how I once dressed super baggy (por moi), since Phat Farm was supplying the free clothes at the time, and it’s pretty weird to see how I’ve always had a public fixation with threesomes.

Best part is I get my just comeuppance at the end from a very cool cat indeed.

Now get the memoir!

 

thank you fail

  Posted on September 29, 2014 at 1:54 am


would rather not post on sunday than write something just to make the deadline.

because of the context of the writing I am referring to.

a thank you poem.

I can’t just crank out a thank you poem for the sake of sunday.

I’ve got to honor the concept of thanks and allow the poem to be written tomorrow. After I’ve caught up on some sleep.

in the future, I will develop better energy management skills,

such that the thank you poem arrives according to a more steady timing.

so that it’s rhythm can build in my life.

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