Blissqueen

On the boulevard

blissqueen — Wed, 03 Feb 2010 05:54:53 +0000

All the plants and flowers out on
the boulevard parading around like prostitutes.

The girls around here all painted
and up close they look old.
Old faces on young bodies…
(the bodies can catch up later)

Only the dog is sincere
and the man with the blue eyes
who has work to do.

when it breaks

blissqueen — Tue, 10 Jul 2007 23:09:34 +0000

when it breaks
it is the end of the world
a few moments
fierce and tragic

and then it is the end of the end of the world
and other things come.

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small pond

blissqueen — Sat, 10 Feb 2007 23:53:12 +0000

My dad
had big ideas about who he wanted to be
who he was, deep inside
He also felt small
somehow he ended up in the smallest pond
and still he was not appreciated.
Appreciated enough
He couldn’t quite get the big things out of his head so that others could see them
The things that people needed he couldn’t really do either
still, he was loved
and some could see the brilliance.

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They were following me

blissqueen — Fri, 26 Jan 2007 03:46:02 +0000

I went to the police station
it was my first time
in a long time
a different world
one that movies and books didn’t
prepare me for.
I was waiting behind her
They were following her.
Who should she call?
When THEY followed her?
what if she was on robertson and they followed her?
and what about doheny?
what should she do if they took a picture of her butt?

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daily life

blissqueen — Wed, 03 Jan 2007 22:13:46 +0000

swimming with the alphabet
letters all around
I find the ambulance in the sink
I find some other strange things too.

He melts against me in the evening
little warm one
he copies my yawns languidly
then looks to me sideways and LAUGHS.

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cleaned out

blissqueen — Thu, 17 Aug 2006 06:07:38 +0000

I am clean out of fabulousness
you have to be ruthless to be fabulous
and you have to brush your hair.

It takes a certain amount of motivation
that I can’t seem to muster it right now.
there are too many cobwebs
too many to bat down

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Contrast Girls

blissqueen — Thu, 13 Jul 2006 06:47:44 +0000

Contrast Girls

One speaks in swimsuit fashion terms.
One says her name is Jane.
One reveals pitfalls of self-abuse
in the English of her day.

When the phone rings this one curses.
She has no plans for later.
Some girls have names that could be guys’.
This one’s a “freak of nature.”

This one fancy-pantsed her way
across the continent.
And this one spent large sums of cash
trust-funded by her parents.

That girl there wore stiffened stays
and laced herself with bones.
She tied herself with strings, became
a little ham of rage.

My sister & I once spent the day
walking around in Brooklyn.
We watched a capybera do
nothing, for like an hour.

-Shanna Compton

eclipse

blissqueen — Tue, 11 Jul 2006 04:11:08 +0000

Feeding Frenzy

blissqueen — Wed, 31 May 2006 16:46:28 +0000

We used to be like sharks
at sephora
enjoying the high
blood and lipstick all strewn about

then there was the long white leather jacket
with the flowers and
the pink leather boots

I can’t even remember what I got.

The old things don’t work anymore.
The Japanese objects
the sparkles
the blue hair woven into my own.

I have drwers filled with make-up and beauty stuff
some so special that they have dried up, never been used

Now I don’t need all of that
I have too much as it is,
what I crave now is
clean water, time to ponder…
something inspiring and real

I don’t want my life to dry up, never been used.

Little Shell

blissqueen — Fri, 27 Jan 2006 04:47:18 +0000

there is a mark on the inside of my forearm
like a little shell
from his ear that had been pressed there sleeping
warm and snoring

If I could have that mark there forever
like a stain of this moment
I would