Anxiously Portraying a Skeleton Gender Saxophone

 

Coffin Jeff rooted his interval tell.
He anxiously felt pilgarlic –
whilst portraying operose ten.

Pygostyle moisture – altissimo bivalve…

CGI ophicleide skeleton,
pot twists its serac intersex.
Implicit organelle
unearths onto Omphalos –
periapt mezzo Intracellular inlet.

Y-chromosome noir
algorithms flagellum XZ,
it rums a semitone gender
and pats your cologne.

Agoraphobia saxophone away
this triskelion Parvati,
blinking who, only without cursive,
bite the waters tail
and greet van gogh.

 

 

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97 thoughts on “Anxiously Portraying a Skeleton Gender Saxophone

    1. In all my works most of them. I use this method called: Cut up Technique. William S Burroughs influenced it. Merely this whole poem was inventing new visions and exciting interpretations for what poetry means and evolving itself.

      Good to be back! and it feels great to be home. 🙂

    1. Thank you, Paul.

      I did a last mintue cut up to this whole poem. I throw it into a cut up machine and randomized this whole entire poem in a different way I couldn’t have imagined. To my surprise this was the result. 🙂

      Have you ever tried to the William Burroughs ‘Cut up technique’?

      1. It’s like a brick in the face!! which is good as far as I’m concerned, I like not to know exactly what’s all there.
        The cut-up technique – I’m not that familiar with it, heard of it, and have read a little bit on it, and also came across a few articles on the ‘stream of consciousnesses’ characterisation of writing, and that seems to be what I’ve sort of been doing without realising it, but I don’t really know? If so, it’s certainly not how I started to write, my first attempts were awful, cringe-worthy & embarrassing. I really need to read more about Burroughs, his life & works etc, very interesting.

        1. Of course not. An old saying; a magician never relieves his tricks or meaning.

          Here are two videos of David Bowie using the cup-up technique & Burroughs

          Stream of consciousness is also a fascinating mind tool to use in free flow of consciousness.
          I can tell you use ‘Stream consciousness’ and you write your poetic works so brilliantly well.

          Reading Burroughs will change the way you write. It sure did with mine. 🙂

  1. At long last, the one and only Charlie Zero returns! It’s so good to have you back, my friend, and what a terrific work to mark the occasion. This may be one of your best poems yet. It’s as if you take everything you see, all the living, organic matter in the universe, and mold it into something thought-provoking, challenging, yet endlessly entertaining to read. You’re a master of words and the medium, man. I love this, and once again, welcome back, buddy! 😀

    1. That’s exactly it. Believe it or not. There was an original poem to this although, I throw it in the ‘Cut up machine’ and it randomized the whole entire poem that I originally did…I felt unsatisfied with the original and fell in love with this last randomization of futurism poetry.

      I needed the visuals to stand out and help open up to the reader and understand the idea of poetry and its dissection.

  2. CHARLIE——my little loaf of bread

    any limitations are limitations that I brought to the table
    your poem was presented in all its glory
    its nudity was rated G
    I saw hair but no gender
    Galileo’s telescope was missing

    perhaps the lack of gender (?)
    the mysteries of hiding behind words
    that don’t mean a damn thing
    to a motorist doing 90mph
    or a cheerleader with a boil

    shadowy romance
    that was what I ordered
    however, you serve what you serve
    the hungry eater eats for free
    a blind eye to detail

    you left your tweed jacket over here
    I use it to block the air flow
    under the front door
    you may have it back
    you are always WELCOME

    hugs and kisses my little loaf of bread

    1. Dear, Michael.

      Shadowy limitations
      that serve gods kitchen manners –
      have fallen behind bread crumb eyes.
      In fact, all fish in the sea protested spoons
      and other spontaneous tickets.

      The block detail mystery
      scrubs out word kisses
      and Gender loaf fitness.
      Galileo telescoped the worry jackets
      and you never bothered to say gesundheit?

      Your flowing meditations
      was underway by Hair motorist –
      – Glory romance
      – Cheerleader zombies
      and let’s not forget – the missing 90mph poem.

    1. Listening to Jazz or experimentation music. You get an idea of one being the jazz player
      and sequencing the poem flow in your head while constructing the visuals and making the words
      flow with the avant garde jazz of music. I think that’s the idea of how poetry should sound or become as one.

      So glad you enjoyed this experiment poem. 🙂 More to come.

        1. I’m considering it. I thought about doing a future book release of dictionary/thesaurus but trying to make it very interesting and really out of this world. I don’t know how but I’ll try and brainstorm and figure something out. 🙂

  3. Your verse is like a museum. Everything is here , the verse has embraced and expressed all the nuances of your agile mind. I need to read this a few more times to fully imbibe the intensity of the wisdom you have so deftly penned.
    Attaboy. This poetry of yours is majesty itself.

      1. Your welcome, Charlie.
        Now that you tell me , lol I am curious about the original version. But you are the author of this piece and you know best !!

  4. Well Charlie, you are certainly back with a flourish, I had to go Google searching for Jeff, and his saxophone melody and had to look up the meaning of quiet a few words I had not even known existed, Such is my little world!..
    I think I may need to live in the USA to understand better what it is you are saying. Or it could be I am still in the fog of the after effects of Christmas.. 🙂
    Which ever way.. What I am really pleased about is that you have got your Mojo back, and are back writing in your own unique style that no one else could possibly follow..

    Have a great week Charlie.. and so happy you are back.. with a smile.. 🙂

    1. Words are fun to experiment with and see what people can search up and find meaning of the actually definition itself. Understandable that it’s complex to gather collectively what this poem means. I can promise you its pure art and the interpretations may run smoothly in the readers consciousness.

      I’m glad to be back and still have my passion for writing. 🙂

      Happiness to humanity. 🙂

    1. Thank you. 🙂

      My favorite thing about writing poetry is 3 things, words, visuals, & re-arranging reality.
      Poetry can be whatever people want it to be and interpret it the way the author wants to write it.
      There’s no right or wrong in writing a different kind of poetry, whether its style wise or oddly structure in a formatting way. Poetry is cinema & art its the emotion that strives the poet to create and re-invent things.

  5. I know poets hate comparison… at least personal comparisons… but I find in reading your latest, as I have in several previous ones, echoes of Jabberwocky, Phillip K. Dick, M. C. Escher, and e. e. cummings. You are mind expansive, Charlie! One of a kind.

    1. Thank you.

      I love using words as a canvas to create a world of my own and have the readers put their own interpretation to what their own meaning of this poem might mean to them.

      I love writing and love inventing a form of poetic visuals.

      1. There’s so much to chew on. I love the way you bring words to life.
        The best type of writing is when it leave many wondering and questioning.
        You’re welcome and it was my pleasure

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