3.02.2009

Cento from Brandi Homan

Not once have I thought I could be saved
alone -- one who comes out
in the red dress dancing on her own
behind the bucking chute

and says hush-hush-hush.
Like ointment, you're slippery
on my tongue, magic to molecules.
Get your truck & a gun

& loving you is like living.
Load & thrust to reduce
mercury, beautiful poison. I want
& already the world --

whose name is quicksilver --
sinkholes. I became acolyte.
Roots, they evangelize for distortion, squeeze
your honeysuckle girl.

In my mouth, a man
on a sad night. Drink & let my hand
only lead. Always
your two bodies revolve

for the world to wonder at.
Waving cigarette circles in the air
for the late crowd, nothing
& tendon. Everything.

3 comments:

B-Ho said...

Hey Sam,

So, fine, I'm one of those annoying people who uses google alerts, whatever!

I was so, so excited to see this... it makes me so happy. "Loving you is like living." = Oh fantastic! I posted about it on my blog, so hope you don't mind.

Also, I kind of hate you a little for being in California now... I've about had it with snow.

All best, and thanks again,
B

sdw said...

hey me too, dude, with the alerts. couldn't live without 'em!

my favorite part turns out to be "nothing / & tendon. Everything."

but this is only the first half of your book! stay tuned for the 2nd, as soon as i get a moment to finish it up! (just got a job at a vet here...a lot like AMC...how's rugby btw?)

B-Ho said...

Oh yeah, the ending is just perfect. Eeks, part 2! I'm getting a huge head you know ;)

So glad you got a job doing what you like, that's more than a lot of people can say, normally even, but especially right now...

And big R is good... the dogwalker says he's his favorite walk of the day, and he's been cuddly and warm this winter... Rugby, not the dogwalker I mean! ;)