Music
Music video "Anatomy" by my band - zap brautigan
Poetry
"THE APOLOGETIC FAIRY"
A fairy flew in my eye, her naked body like a gnat
She hurt me, I said god damnit!
And pulled her from the sore canal,
And she lay on my small blanket tip of a finger,
She had been mangled and began to faintly breathe
I’m sorry, she said, I know we can be pests,
But who is to blame for our sizes?
I’m so small, and you’re so big
It’s absurd that we should live in harmony
Please know I did not mean it, please forgive
The discomfort I have done to your eye
My ear was placed very close to her mouth, she died
Where to bury such a thing?
I must say my feelings for her grew
With each passing second,
And I was so very sorry she had died
I started blaming myself
For the stupid course I undertook in that field
My steps were lackluster and unguided
And had they not been she might still be living
I wondered if she grazed the sky in search of flowers
To smell them, if that’s what fairies do
Her blonde hair was so very small,
Yet could fill a void of any size
"MAN IN CITY"
No larger than a beetle,
A man walks through the city
Carrying a briefcase of small things
Inevitably he is crushed
By the foot of a traveling person
Or the tire of a traveling car
But miracles happen
And he is reborn again and again,
Still trying to make it in this world,
His many bodies
Dispersed everywhere
"COTTON"
I will pick cotton for you
For I
Am the rat
That feasts upon
Your corn
I will sweat till I am dry
As the skin of an orange
The sun tries to break me,
Eating at me like gnats
My chains are hot
But I have shelter
I wear a hat and I think about you
A slave, perhaps,
But I am a happy slave
It’s not your father,
Who I’m really working for
It’s you,
You, you
Who stands drinking lemonade,
Peering over us all
Us sick and us bitter, in the hundreds
But I remember, each day shall pass
Each day shall pass like a mosquito’s kiss
Wrap the dead in cotton,
The last thing that you said
I sleep with pennies in my mouth
To taste
A different sorrow
"AFTERMATH"
Hiroshima forgiven
Nagasaki said sorry
Under crumbled bridges
White flags poke smog
Like ostriches
Quietly removing themselves
From chambers of sand
Art