And the award for best album title goes to...

Braindead Sound Machine's
Come Down from the Hills and Make My Baby

Personne/Persona

I'm afraid of not being interested in anything
Or in anybody
I won't go complaining even to you
Beautiful person
You who I love, who I'll love, who I loved
More than anybody
You who acts like you don't know
Better than anybody

No I never should have brought my hand against
Your person
I should have controlled myself, been more sure
Of my person
Who do you take me for, no I won't say
Anything to anybody
Believe me I'll make you look like a lo-
vable person
Of course, if I tell you all this I don't want to
Hurt anybody
These are the couple of truths that don't
Hurt anybody
Maybe I should have told you them in the third
person
I realize that I'm quite clumsy
With my person

Never will I love as I loved
My belladona
Yes you cost me the eyes in my head, but
I pardon you
I don't owe and I don't think I've ever owed
Anything to anybody
Never have I gotten along so well
Except for with nobody

-Serge Gainsbourg

New Work...

up at Mad Hatter's Review.

Also featuring works by Ann Bogle, Sheila Murphy, Bobbi Lurie, and many, many others.

Norwegian Blue (unfinished)

No mixed coral nor glass
echoes etched into cold blood
hieroglyphs

holds in its prism
no hope today

that blur of blue;
an explosion of swallows
--the mistranslation
of our bodies, skeletal fortresses

of a gray ambergris
calcified deep in

the snow--

these personal hazards
cling to the
hypothermic belly

so sweetly

in a necessitous grasp
of poverty

Disco/Disco GRRR

Creepy Disco