Punk Poet
I keep falling in love with your
nihilism. Go ahead and lick
the scars left after the cuts. I’m
attracted to the scent of your
apathy. I just ripped my shirt for
the fuck of it. You tattoo anarchy
on my palm with permanent ink.
To know you’re flesh I watch for
you to bleed when pierced. So
you want to dominate my so what.
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“What does it mean?” Context is a landscape for understanding. Music often triggers memories of place and time. Collage forces contradictions to confront each other. Dice and loop put things together to make something new.
e.g., my poems on 1977 Mix Tape are provided context and additional meaning by collaborator James Nugent. Listen or download for free at SoundCloud or Bandcamp.
WHEN I CANNOT DISCERN
no arc nor halo
no narrative defined
scars from past cuts
no longer pink
they reported he took
a lot less than usual
there is only one way
this can end—
next time you ask
I’ll say “Yes”
“When I Cannot Discern” describes that time between dusk and dark where all things are possible and affirmation still can exist. Like the time between “before punk” and “after punk.”
Samples by James “TV” Nugent.
“Hangdog” is for all punks who are now geezers.
Samples by James “Instant Hit” Nugent.
“An Awareness Grows” culminates in a line my Granny C. wrote on a newspaper article she clipped and sent me:
Samples by James “Prove It” Nugent.
What is it about certain objects that they have the power to recall people and things that have passed? “What’s Fallen Apart” was first published by Paper & Ink Literary Zine (UK) in the Birth & Death Issue.
Samples by James “Clash” Nugent.
“Manifesto” condenses history into a list of (mostly) paired concepts. It’s extracted from reading Blake, Ginsberg, Rimbaud, Genet, Burroughs, “Being & Nothingness,” and “The Rebel.”
Samples by James “1977” Nugent.
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